"Habitual Criminal" lyrics
Hey, Carlos, you got a letter today
What is this? Some more warrants or some shit?
I don't know. It looks like another letter from one of your buddies in the penitentiary
Oh, yeah, this my boy
Let's see what's poppin' on the other side of that fence
Say, homey, pass that scooby dooby, please, don't be a hog
Let's roll all the windows up and get lost in the fog
Poppin' cells, feels swell, burn my finger nails
It's Christmas time so I'm banging screwed up Jingle Bells
Happy trails cooking quails strangers in the night
Voodoo spells, look who sells slanging on my bike
My master bedroom comes alive, I see 'em in the walls
My house was built with more yellow bricks than the fucking Wizard of Oz
People say that it's the easiest money a man can make
But you try facing death every day or the freedom that the cops can take
Beautiful kids making honor roll
Ten years later they on parole
Habitual criminal
Back in the pen 'cause that's all they know
As he reads what's in the note
His freedom only comes in an envelope
An envelope, an envelope
His freedom only comes in a envelope
To my niggas flipping bricks watch out for the law
I slang everything but all I do is weed and alcohol
I keep a gat in every place that you could ever think
I dream of people kicking down my door that's why I never blink
I'm from Hillwood and you can ask anyone who knows me well
I sleep with one eye open and I'm paranoid as hell
I seen good friends come and go, victims of the game
Some dead, some didn't have the time to flush it down the drain
My life is so remarkable it's a miracle that I'm here
I just spent fifteen thousand bucks on a brand-new chandelier
Beautiful kids making honor roll
Ten years later they on parole
Habitual criminal
Back in the pen 'cause that's all they know
As he reads what's in the note
His freedom only comes in an envelope
An envelope, an envelope
His freedom only comes in a envelope
Bang-bang-bang, boom-boom-boom
Twenty-three hoes in your homies bedroom
Nah-nah-nah-nah, ooh-la-la
Told you not to fuck wit' dada
Now as you skip to my lou
Your gonna make me fuck you off on the cool
Mad at the world 'cause your money won't stack
Can't rap, homey, don't nobody want that
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, grab a ho by the throat
I'ma have to wash your mouth out with soap
I'ma soldier, strike like a cobra
Motherfucking Libra, born in October
Somebody shoulda told ya, I fuck with killers
Peace to my neighbors chillin' up in garden villas
I'm a damn fool, I'ma motherfucking trip
Why you niggas keep bumping your dick sucking lips?
Now, have you ever seen a man wearing pantyhose?
Then watch me as I put 'em over my face and go kill me some hoes
Beautiful kids making honor roll
Ten years later they on parole
Habitual criminal
Back in the pen 'cause that's all they know
As he reads what's in the note
His freedom only comes in an envelope
An envelope, an envelope
His freedom only comes in a fucking envelope
What is this? Some more warrants or some shit?
I don't know. It looks like another letter from one of your buddies in the penitentiary
Oh, yeah, this my boy
Let's see what's poppin' on the other side of that fence
Say, homey, pass that scooby dooby, please, don't be a hog
Let's roll all the windows up and get lost in the fog
Poppin' cells, feels swell, burn my finger nails
It's Christmas time so I'm banging screwed up Jingle Bells
Happy trails cooking quails strangers in the night
Voodoo spells, look who sells slanging on my bike
My master bedroom comes alive, I see 'em in the walls
My house was built with more yellow bricks than the fucking Wizard of Oz
People say that it's the easiest money a man can make
But you try facing death every day or the freedom that the cops can take
Beautiful kids making honor roll
Ten years later they on parole
Habitual criminal
Back in the pen 'cause that's all they know
As he reads what's in the note
His freedom only comes in an envelope
An envelope, an envelope
His freedom only comes in a envelope
To my niggas flipping bricks watch out for the law
I slang everything but all I do is weed and alcohol
I keep a gat in every place that you could ever think
I dream of people kicking down my door that's why I never blink
I'm from Hillwood and you can ask anyone who knows me well
I sleep with one eye open and I'm paranoid as hell
I seen good friends come and go, victims of the game
Some dead, some didn't have the time to flush it down the drain
My life is so remarkable it's a miracle that I'm here
I just spent fifteen thousand bucks on a brand-new chandelier
Beautiful kids making honor roll
Ten years later they on parole
Habitual criminal
Back in the pen 'cause that's all they know
As he reads what's in the note
His freedom only comes in an envelope
An envelope, an envelope
His freedom only comes in a envelope
Bang-bang-bang, boom-boom-boom
Twenty-three hoes in your homies bedroom
Nah-nah-nah-nah, ooh-la-la
Told you not to fuck wit' dada
Now as you skip to my lou
Your gonna make me fuck you off on the cool
Mad at the world 'cause your money won't stack
Can't rap, homey, don't nobody want that
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, grab a ho by the throat
I'ma have to wash your mouth out with soap
I'ma soldier, strike like a cobra
Motherfucking Libra, born in October
Somebody shoulda told ya, I fuck with killers
Peace to my neighbors chillin' up in garden villas
I'm a damn fool, I'ma motherfucking trip
Why you niggas keep bumping your dick sucking lips?
Now, have you ever seen a man wearing pantyhose?
Then watch me as I put 'em over my face and go kill me some hoes
Beautiful kids making honor roll
Ten years later they on parole
Habitual criminal
Back in the pen 'cause that's all they know
As he reads what's in the note
His freedom only comes in an envelope
An envelope, an envelope
His freedom only comes in a fucking envelope
Thanks to Cody for correcting these lyrics.
