Lyrics:
Lonnie Garamond was disturbed by the face
That looked back at him from the bathroom mirror
He looked older than he remembered
It was as if all
ready cause my bars are heavy
The beat slows down; gets your heartbeat steady
This kid acts so hard so its so unsetting when he shoots his gun and it
on the net just know I'll say it yo face (TO YO FACE)
Told that loser from the jump that he financial aid (DTP, WHERE MY MONEY)
Grab em' by the collar if he
secret that a nigga met wit witches
Zeni not the nigga to fuck with, like please don't
Zeniphobic losers can get lost, it's no hope
My ka ta na strike
a cheap trick, better go down to freaknik
You gotta hit me off, buy this girl gifts of course
So I look sick in my six with my
Christian LaCroix
I know you
feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad
to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray; so
to sell
People look at you like youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby
you's the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way, mad bills to pay
tryin’ to conceive with you
But right now something makes me wanna be with you
You want a job done fast, you want a job done cheap
You want a job done
the playground With my kids the only time I slide For me
He thought covid nineteen saved him
But that mask can't hide his eyes From me
If you riding in this car
By
in my MC school, my class is packed
And tricks are for kids so I left your ass back.
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another.
I buy a mansion
of French itself
And I did the video for really though
You silly rabbit faggot tricks are for kids so we go, Abracadabra
my M.C school, my class was packed
And tricks were for kids so I left your ass back
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another
I'll buy
in my MC school, my class is packed
And tricks are for kids so I left your ass back.
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another.
I buy
my M.C school, my class was packed
And tricks were for kids so I left your ass back
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another
I'll buy
was cheap
Hoe you trash and yo pussy was weak
When I fucked you I put you to sleep
It be yo bad ass kids for me
Always asking for money for me
Your baby
I catered for this bitch my whole life
Now its wait until I pop or I could drop the whole fight
Let you take the win and it shut it down by mid night
This is the fourth by the four
'Please, Please Me', 'With The Beatles'
'Hard Day's Night' that's three
Now'beatles For Sale'
The young men
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Last time I checked she ain’t finish her plate [00.32.02-00.33.22]
Last time I heard she was down with a loser at a bar looking cheap guess it has
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Last time I checked she ain’t finish her plate [00.32.02-00.33.22]
Last time I heard she was down with a loser at a bar looking cheap guess it has
red lip stick, a red bra, and a cheap cheap trick and
that¹s me.
I brung your kids to the house to the home to the schools
As of lately
I've started recognizing my blessings
Instead of waiting on shooting stars
Because I've never seen one that's loud enough for blind kids
change,
remember where the grandmother is there the whip!
Step by step - to new obstacles,
just to break them
Lost society, stupid kids
don't even
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