Lyrics:
Just me hanging out naked
Mark: They love you Tom
Tom: They love me, so fuck everybody else!
Mark: yeah
Fuck all you guys out there that are
Cheering,
he's always been by my side
Second chance uzi come up with the
Reload
Prayers going up
Blessings coming down
Tsuwitso
Prr ye ye
A whole lot
I be feeling
Connecticut Fall scenery is so lovely
Foliage enjoyed by people with money
Months prior received the invite that stunned me
Marked my calendar:
I'll die bout it
A whole lot of blues
A whole lot of drugs
A whole lot of green
A whole lot of love
Walk in the scene, a whole lot of thugs
Walk and I
it's getting scary
Running Running Running
Running running like we Tom & Jerry
Step on the line got a Game plan
Different mind, not the same man
She do it on purpose
Tom Ford high heels
She love her Birkins
When she come around me
I get nervous
Straight vibes, lowkey
Closed curtains
Trust me I
a bloody oath, by oak, by ash, by bitter thorn
"Lady, I never was in your house since the day that I was born"
"Oh, then it was your young boy Tom that
the tunes and the words
Every beast large and small
Loves the very top drawable, always encorable Royal Doulton Music Hall
(Ooh, that one tickled my
Look for we
Madness David Rudder say
Look for we
Shirt off in the people place
Look for we
Real Gyal and is only waist
Look for we
By the end they
Chincherinchee say you're mine!
Say you'll be mine my whole life through!
Sweet Chincherinchee, I love you!"
Words and Music by John Jerome, 1956
Whole lot of niggas switched up and that shit so crazy
I ain't in the mood lately
She trying to make time for me but I don't fuck with you baby
And I
to fucking Summit Hall Elementary School, bro
I mean you like ninety years older than me but it's all good
Nicky Farag stepping up in the ranks, I love you
a whole lot for me to settle (walk on by)
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel (walk on by)
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole
I'm gonna lay you down by the yule log
I'm gonna gonna love you right.
Baby, I'm gonna deck your halls
And silent your night!
You'll hear the herald
I wear this mask every single day
I walk around with a smile like everything's okay
But it's not
My whole entire life's in shambles
And my thoughts
Saved by the bell that slater shit
Cocky
Tabernacle
We got them pounds whole lot of weed
We got them pounds whole lot of weed
We got them pounds whole
The halls were filled with publicists and
Escorts who had to pretend not
To be dazzled by those
They were escorting minaj
Had walked in a few minutes before
away
Anytime she goes away
Any time she goes away
Tom Tom thing she hol my idea ehh
Tom Tom sweet she hol my idea
Tom Tom sweet she hol my idea
Tom Tom
straight to the top, got a whole lot to lose
Keep on asking me shit, tryna find the truth (let's go)
I said baby, I'm better off lying to you
I said baby,
With an architectural design by TraxNYC, believe it
I'd ask to rock it, but I might fall
And by the way, how much of a ball was Live at Carnegie Hall
Whole lot of money on us
Whole lot of money on us
Might hit the mall
Might lose it all
Ball 'til I fall
Homies to call
Whole lot of money on us
Whole
to ordain
I got it all on my name
Man, the myth, the legend
The Hall of Fame
I got it all on my name
Man, the myth, the legend
The Hall of Fame
The program is
bring the noise from here to illinoise
Muthafuckaz love when I do what it does
I'm allstar, superstar entertainer
World class, first ballad hall of famer.
dancing
So you know I spent that bag on her
Told her she gone buy some crypto or some steak and tennis shoes
It's a whole whole whole whole lot more where
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