Palestine Lyrics

Yeah, and we're back with One Life Radio after 9

I'm Rosewood Swing, and this next song is titled Palestine

You heard it here first at One Life Radio after 9

Still gotta count that cash of mine

Still gotta get yours after mine

Niggas hate that's asenine

Plays on the late night after nine

Still gotta get high half the time

Still gotta plug in Palestine

Point God I mastermind

Plays on the late night after nine

Like a fiend, I was runnin' wild

(I was runnin' wild)

Servin' fiends, I was runnin' wild

(Such a savage way to live)

Like a fiend, I was runnin' wild

Wow, runnin' wild

Corvette, coupe door

Cakin' with my new hoe

Combing out my new growth

I pour the nouveau

Slick talk 'em no jell

Five star hotels

Gotta make a sale

Hoping' everything go well

Slide through the back door

I ain't ringin' no bells

Iron in my coattail

I ain't takin' no L's

Soon as I pulled up, I heard the sirens with no bells

I light my L and I smoke one

Still gotta count that cash of mine

Still gotta get yours after mine

Niggas hate that's asenine

Plays on the late night after nine

Still gotta get high half the time

Still gotta plug in Palestine

Point God I mastermind

Plays on the late night after nine

Still gotta count that cash of mine

Still gotta get yours after mine

Niggas hate that's asenine

Plays on the late night after nine

Still gotta get high half the time

Still gotta plug in Palestine

Point God I mastermind

Plays on the late night after nine

Like a fiend, I was runnin' wild

Servin' fiends, I was runnin' wild

Like a fiend, I was runnin' miles

Wow, runnin' wild

Like that thug, I'ma go to trial

Tell my migo pick up the dial

Now I'm plugged, now I'm rollin' loud

Wow, rollin' loud

Shawty gon' ride me like her body drove

Fresh out that water, she smell like a dove

She bad as hell, but she come out the cold

Pop me a perc and leave your body so'

Put you on auction, get your body sold

When you ain't here, it ain't nothing left to do but get high

I feel like no other

Call up my phone, ain't nobody on hold

Chevy on wood like it came out of Lowe's

LAPD, I don't know bout a soul

Cookin' that work it come straight out the stove

Bitch, I'ma pump I ain't nobody hoe

Livin' life and it's a daily struggle just to get by

I feel like no other

Still gotta count that cash of mine

Still gotta get yours after mine