Sylvan LaCue - All Dogs Go To Heaven lyrics

[Verse 1: Ro Ransom] n***as Was Fronting On Me But We've Seen That Before I Just Pulled Up In Some sh** You Ain't Seen That Before Dog I Was Chasing That Money We've Been On The Road I Put My Life In This sh** I Can't Take It No More The World In My Hands My b**h Make Me Feel Like The Man I need Franklins and Grants West Side sh** You Won't Understand [Hook: Ro Ransom] My God Can You Imagine? Two Moons Since I Seen Jasmine She Knows How Bad I Want It God Damn I Need This sh** My Dogs All Lost Without Me These Oxy's Got Me Drowsy Late Night I'm All Alone Playing "Lord Knows" In The Whip [Verse 2: QuESt] Underground Kings on this Underground Scene f** Who You Checking For, We Run In Episodes Might Look Like I Can These Cameras Won't Let it Show Don't Let This Game Muzzle You Hidden Agendas Boy Don't Get Too Comfortable, This Ain't The Huxtables And I'ma Need Two Or Three Racks To At Least Come And f** With You, And That's If I f** With You Drowning A Vision, A b**h To Accustomed To Oh Yeah You Did It, But It Ain't Untouchable Pick Up Your Princess Like She Ain't Unf**able The Good Ones Go if you wait too long But I Can Turn Saint To A Sinner, Let Her Role With A Winner Much Different Of A Dream To One, It's Just Facts Bro Wise Up, Sink Full Of Dishes, You's Paying Tuition I'm Paying Attention, Everythings Changed I Just Raised My Suspicion, Thought I Was Trippin Coming To Grips With The Cost I Was Given I Question That sh**, Guessing It's Time To Invest In That sh** [Hook] [Verse 3: Ro Ransom] All My b**hes Got The Molly Nose Model sweat on my follicles Goddamn I'm so hot I'm cold Four bands bet I'm coppin' clothes Debit Card Got a lot of those Hoes chase like the pot of gold Maneater like Hall & Oates Say I'll Call But I Probably Won't Feel Like We Got The Monopoly All Summer long I was droppin' heat Feel Like Can't Nobody Stop The Team Filippelli, Jayex, Rob and me Goddamn Man This sh** To Easy Man I'll school a n***a, man im Mr. Feeny Im On ??? and my n***a need me Breaking bread there; plate with the linguini God Damn Im In All Black But she all white like I sold a brick Running Round Catch A Contact Party All Night Cuz We Bout This sh** Riverside that's my girl's spot, know she got money cause the paintings all on the wall and sh** Misfits On Some Balla sh**, Let Me Talk My sh** I Been Non Stop Since November In the Wonderland where there's cold weather Yesterday's Clothes Im A Go Getter ni**a Hatin On Me But They Know Better Then to mention Ro Cuz I Got That cut the tension Flow Four wheel with suspension flow When the future's here, boy the youth is here Time to let it go n***a