Lyrics:
Bitch, you're just mad, you think you know me, you don't
You don't know the real-life situations I've been through and what really goes on in my
. And when I realized that I was tormenting myself, it was about my lust. It wasn't about things that I needed it was just, you know, all these security
you what the power of love can do
Now I should attempt it to do it my way, my own interpretation of it
Like I said, everybody's got it's own thing
don't know a damn thing
Yeah, I like that part, bring that shit back one more time, maestro
That's that old z.z. hill, huh?
I can do the mashed potato
and buggering up
And chickening out and pissing about
Yes, bravely he is throwing in the sponge
ARTHUR: Oh, Robin! ROBIN: My liege! It's good
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
a bigger block, then I'll prolly get the drop
Everybody fuckin' with you when you got the Fetty Wap
Next thing you know the bitches comin' my way
I'ma
and I'm getting things done.
But right about two I get this little tiny migraine.
It starts with my eyes, and moves to the back of my neck,
And moves
know it, but this here's salvation, you see."
Son, you're going down in history
Good news is blowin' in your window
Good news is knockin' on your door
Feel the good cold stinging blood
The smooth hissing snakes of rain
Once I had, a little game
I liked to crawl back into my brain
I think you know
Mr. Kanye West, you know!
Can't forget, Stack Bundlez, what up b?!
Uh, Poo Bear
Everybody showin' me love my whole Fort Minor family!
Styles
I got look like Paris Hill
OTL
Got the me the twelve
One-oh-one dogs, cruella deville
Uk about it im stuck in the drill
She wanna roll like im making
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
can't on,
you my angel mortilized in song baby forever
Everybody need a potna,
to stand right by they side
Not only down through the good times,
but also
just opened up my cell phone
Check my apps and I see hell dog
I just do me don't know what they on
You off that zanny, oxy, heroin
Tuck my phone back by
draw your inspiration from
When you're creating your music?
MGK: You know, it's funny on my last
Album, I wrote the song "27
" and I was talking about
hey, hey)
And that's why I'm gon' take you (everybody get up)
Good girl
I know you want it (hey)
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
all, but still ain't lose the best thing yet
Bet that, usin' this truth, I know how to react
Hunger and thirst for more, stomach touchin' my back
How do
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
with my own eyes
I don't want to hear them
now everybody wants to know how does it feels
Blind things should come to an end
I look so ugly in
young - well
Everybody knows my story
- we didn't have a lot free lunch was
The thing, "We can get free lunch oh
We're going to free lunch this is
Like
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
take you (everybody get up)
Good girl
I know you want it (hey)
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl (oh yeah)
Can't let it
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