Lyrics:
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en tu desierto somos el agua del cactus
causo furor y eso que no saco el álbum
son Israelíes huyéndole al boom
mi cuarto es día cívico, está
the vehicle you know that I whip
Some cream, a little green, and the finest of bitches
Just a couple of beans from Robotnik's machine
With a side bowl of rice,
runnin outta reasons
Of why those cunts question ma feelings
I'm the coldest guy through all seasons
Not doin' this shit for fun
Never gave a single fuck
It happened
Those college days just passed me by, I watched my friends get high
Cannot peace out and say goodbye, I asked my mother why
Can I stay
sides
In the mood, feeling good when I'm going out
But every day
I see you walk by with those green eyes
I'll wait on your doorstep
And I was thinking we
N***a, it's a wrap like burrito
I be riding through the hood, like i'm Deebo
Got me feeling like i'm Al Pacino
Feeling like the boss, call me Nino
You can reach into your pocket
While I reach into my mind
Clarity is so divine
We just single the design
The physical we inherit
By visions on TV
all the blogs and podcasts will say (fuck outta here)
Wow, this shit is gettin' wild
Rank they albums higher than mines when y'all know niggas stole
Homicidal, vinyl section, where they always found me
By the motion picture soundtrack with Richard Roundtree on the album sleeve
That's my era shit
Musical
crises et les drames
Mais toujours avec Al et les hommes qu'il faut
Kweli Common Nas Dre et un p'tit peu d'soul genre Musiq Soulchild, Vivian Green et puis
the motherfucker"
And family members askin for my papers
But biz set them straight, by makin' "the vapors"
Girls cryin' pregnant, to get some of my green
I'm
By now y'all shoulda known I'm a handful
I'm talking way bigger than making beats on Wednesday with the samples
For example, it's few and far between
body all over the lobby
I already helped y'all
I'm about to melt y'all
Tell the truth, dog
I ain't never felt y'all
This album, we gon' bubble like
Welcome to the 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher
I go by the name of 6LACK and
I came with Little Simz, Mysonne
Axel Leon and the homie Tee Grizzley
Yo,
very impressed by
The viscosity of the environment
In his new album, "New York, and why
I think it is bitchin" bob Garder
Disguised as an elderly surf
plenty mo' to do dog, that's true y'all
Chamillitary is the click, if that's what you thought
Yellow green red white blue, and my new jaw
Check out
of your toe
All the way up to your last hair follicle
[Biz Markie]
Hey hey hey, it's me the diabolical
Yes, y'all and, it's time for me to fall in
music, but y'all say albums
For niggas who got the long bids and lost they values (uh huh)
Look, it's crazy up in Attica, they wildin' up in Sing Sing
than single mothers with pay cuts
Running to the green
Gotta get it by any means
Lights off
Moving like I got three kids to feed
Got it from my mama
Half
of no greens or salads that's
Why I'm stuck as a caterpillar my liver must face the liquor
I'm sipping before I can metamorphosis
Might need a catalyst
like I ain't poppin like dat
Bitch my ego big as hell that's why I'm walkin' like dat
Play my song everywhere
Fuck the coast up
Every morning champagne
a fiend
Why my bitch keep textin' me by her shein,
She kept askin' why her ass was green
Maybe you need to wash it, so it can get clean
Her pussy smell
album on their shopping cart
And supposedly now everyone knows waste plan by heart
I gave everybody a fresh start
Cause remember in four people were mad
gonna
Him hear rounds from a Calico gun cocks
I was returnin' the favor
Why we even comparin' namе to name?
I been surpassed his and then somе
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