Lyrics:
I do not give a fuck (A fuck)
I just played some keys and some strings that I plucked (I plucked)
If you caught slippin' by me that sucks ( That's
Right Hand Man
Let me use your toothbrush
Have you got a clean shirt?
My panties in a wad
At the bottom of my purse
I walk into the street
The air's so
ur matter tire me
(Chrous 2 by lordsmith)
Who no suffer no go make money
Ogbe forget that money making condition
Follow ray nation for your money
hand
and you stood before the Lord
He said "My child, look around you, for great is your reward."
Chorus
Words and Music by Ray Boltz
(c) 1988 Gaither
Scars
Words and music by Ray Boltz
I heard Him call my name
He said I've come to save you
But I was so ashamed
I turned to walk away
He reached
Moving on a pale moonlight
Staring at the tail lights of the
Truck that rips the road apart
In front of me
I watch your right hand shifting
a no way
We take over as soon as I give the OKAY
Go (go) tell (tell) your (your) boys
I'm (I'm) fuck (fuck) ing (ing) choice
By now it's clear
Let me
when you begin to movin'
Chorus:
Ray-ray can't you see (yeah)
Ray-ray your the one for me (uh-huh)
you know you just need to start movin'
shake what
voice goes up an octave when I see ya
SK1:
I am asking for a chance; give me a chance
Shamalia:
Friend my heart is beating
Written and Performed by
kinda shit
The only celebrity who give a fuck less than me is Marshawn Lynch
Glock in the stash as a backup but the MAC'll burst
Cripple your style,
the ceilin' mouth.
I make myself, yellow the sound.
That am a leg sprung under.
Give me a gravity, your right left leg.
Holdin' my hate against me you.
little star
Now everybody, let me hear you say ray, ray, ray
Go spend all your money 'cause today payday
And if you're a G, you a G, G, G
My name is
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Sometimes,
I breathe
Your smell infectious
Wipe me
Away,
From recollection
I'll remain
Inside your heart an X-RAY
Inside your heart an X-RAY
Inside
yeah that what you said to me
Shitty thing about it tho, your ass isn’t dead to me
Its killing me inside that you won’t get the best of me
And all I keep
little star
Now everybody, let me hear you say ray, ray, ray
Go spend all your money 'cause today payday
And if you're a G, you a G, G, G
My name is
be followed by a geezer
With a big grey beard
I hope he isn't one of your mates
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye
you say ray-ray-ray
Now spend all your money 'cause they pay-pay-pay
And if you're a G, you a G-G-G
My name is Kirsten, you can call me Kirstie
two cents
I'm on the floor, floor
I love to dance
So give me more, more, 'til I can't stand
Get on the floor, floor
Like it's your last chance
If you
Hey man, kill em like FaZe Clan, all blacked out Ray Bans
Wouldn't give you props if you was a stage hand
You bitches need spray tans, keep it OG
to know me
Can you show me nothing's wrong
Look deep
Inside
I won't be fooled
by what's on the outside
X-ray
What you see is, what you get and
X-ray
No more
me
Unsure if your upset with me
Give you space respectfully
Was running full on empathy
But that's the fuel that emptied me
No, long will I play your
Wommer!
ARTHUR: Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God
with a sacred quest. If he will give us food and shelter for
the night he can
the lover and with you be (?)
If she don't want your lovin'
Give it to me and I'll take it
Let me take you off her hands (let me take you off her hands
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