Lyrics:
She wanna do me
Said i be posted with rico and j, so she comin wit groupies
Call up the plug, need a pack for the low, so i went and copped 2 P's
the past
I knew we wouldn't last
My brains consumed by our memories
Each moment is a sad melody
I'm haunted by the past
I said we wouldn't last
Shout out
nåt jättemalle.
1-2.
Do kan dra ner pianot tror jag för det är väldigt vasst I öronen.
Vasst.
Vasst.
Väldigt
Let him down slow, it's old T.J's last ride
He feried model A's to the Cape Cherado shore
Way before my poppa ever had a son
When I was eight or nine
gone but it's the memories that last
But lookin back at memories man those days went to too fast
I can tell you about the good and say alot bout the bad
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
Contigo Baby your love like RICO.)
Contigo cmigo i dont wanna play your ego
Contigo in limbo never break down like Migos
Contigo my lingo catch me outside
I've been thinking lately
Every day be rainy
Any thought of last night just gets hazy
I've been thinking daily
My memory's been fading
Any thought
your Carty from
Oh it's gone missing it wasn't me
I was smiling wid him
J Hus pass by, swear I saw your wifey wid him
You gon' have a tiny temper
I just
I'm up with the J's, we all vampin'
Put the work in the wax bag and stamped it
You can catch the rico when you stamp it
But the hood gotta know who got
Her without prosthetic versions i have
Had plenty of time to search my memory
Though, because here on this couch
In this room, during this interview,
Free J Lo, free One Time, free Lil CBD
Ayy, free Lil Wannabe, ayy, free Montana C
Ayy, free J Money, ayy, free Fauni
Free my Crip Papa, hey, hey,
She lost all her memory
She lost all her memory (J-J-J-J-JR)
Damn
I have a seat look in her eyes, I'm like
"You don't remember me?" (Me)
She noddin'
Yeah, last year was not practise year
Let's get more number 1's and more plaques this year
I say a lotta blurry lines, let's talk facts this year
shall wail because of Him. Even so. Amen.” Revelations 1:7
I.
Daddy Ning
Thank you for dying
Quietly slipping from memory
With cigar smoke as your
Richie, Luke, Arkay, Marty, Tahay (real niggas)
Rico, Black, Party Rob, and Eighty (real niggas)
Y.G., Nut, Foul One, and Lord (real niggas)
Blink, Ice,
turn you to a man
Went from trapping in the streets to getting taxed by Uncle Sam
If a label me up I don't need no advance
Only chance that I take if
by side niggas (c'mon)
If we get the RICO law, we go run and hide niggas (let's go)
Death is the only thing that might divide niggas (c'mon)
So
of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear
Verse One: Tash
I knew this nigga by the name of Captain Hook
Who had a record deal but no lyrics in his book
But everywhere you looked
of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear
of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear
of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear
heart
You know it's true love right the start
My chérie j'ai toulement
Sweet and tender so warm and true
Days went by and my love for you brew
Now I
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