Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Warrior , by - ABK. Song from the album Psychopathics from Outer Space Part 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 08.12.2003
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Warrior |
| This next track, I want all my pimps and playas, I mean all my SINGLE, no |
| Lady, pimps and players to find the hottest girl in the room, and go up to |
| Her, and her man, and TAKE THAT BIIAATCH |
| Pour me a drink, time to get drunk |
| Roll that blunt lets get fucked up |
| What’chu think that I can’t hang |
| Just because I’m stumbling |
| I’m a warrior bitch recognize |
| Sippin fire water since the age of 9 |
| Tomahawk in my hand moccasins on my feet |
| Lookin for me a sqwaw to take home and freak |
| Straight to the teepee, things ain’t changed |
| Pack the peace pipe Before I hit that strange |
| Pop on the deer buck skin rubber |
| Lay her down slow on my bear hide cover |
| Bitch is out for the count |
| Cause she fucked all night and got her box banged out |
| Shoulda known not to fuck with me |
| Totem pole warrior from the 3 1 3 |
| I know you wanna be |
| I know you wanna be |
| I know you wanna be a… Warrior |
| You wanna be a warrior, follow me |
| (I can take you different places) |
| Down to the roots cuz the roots are the trees |
| (and show you all these passed on faces) |
| They still livin cuz they livin inside of me |
| (they only wanna walk the earth they wanna breathe) |
| Thats why I have all this crazy energy |
| (I'm only trying to explain) |
| Why I drink, and love to smoke |
| Regal Beagle pow wow when my robe folds off |
| Showin off the nub, always hangin with scrubs |
| Take A bath in Budweiser muthafuck a tub |
| Thats how we do it, I ain’t playin (no) |
| Mud duck hood rat hoes parlayin (biatch) |
| Drinkin 40's while twistin a spliff |
| Detroit Eastside GEt WIT IT |
| I know you wanna be |
| I know you wanna be |
| I know you wanna be a… Warrior |
| Na na na na, marijuana |
| Crack 40's to get by |
| Na na, na na na no you can’t have none |
| Whole cakes gone, weed baggies bare |
| Roaches done been smoked now I’m outta here (peace y’all) |
| Pack up fools, time to bust |
| Searchin for a new sack of mother earth we trust (uh huh) |
| Get high stay high live high |
| And if you wanna go the way I go… die high |
| This party ain’t over till the weedman sings |
| Spend his life behind bars they can’t bring that thing |
| Oh we all get rated for helpin ourselves |
| Mary Jane got us focused now she’s wanted in hell |
| Everybody that I go to I be keepin it real |
| Double shots keep em comin with a blunt to fill (yup) |
| Stay true to the game think big |
| From center buck wild see you next week kid (bye bye) |
| Na na na na, marijuana |
| Crack 40's to get by (Warrior) |