Lyrics:
ever did that
I think I'd have a heart attack
Neon Lights
Be still, my heart, 'cause it's freakin' out
It's freakin' out right now
Shining like stars
with my counter-parts
On how to burn the block apart, break it down into sections (oh, yeah)
Drugs by the selections
Some use pipes (oh, yeah), others
with my counter-parts
On how to burn the block apart, break it down into sections (oh, yeah)
Drugs by the selections
Some use pipes (oh, yeah), others
undressed
She knows ima play my part but I will not confess
Smart, dumb, thick, sweet heart chick
She’s a legend she’s a myth
All treat no tricks
Real Hair
weed
Now the little baby's crazed raised off Hennessy
Tell me, will my enemies flee when they see me?
Believe me, even thugs gotta learn to take it
flare like mine I'm always buzzin' often stingin' and
Fool you can't suppress no rest smoked out and drinkin'
It's a day by day pure weed with no
Will I get there
I've been gone for way too long
And I've been tryna find my way by home
Will I get there if I make millions
Will I make enough so I
[Chorus:]
Loves Lost
Loves Gone
Love Lost
Love Is Gone [x2]
[Verse 1: Drake]
Look,
In This World Of Desperate Housewives And Freakin Players
Rappers
and it hurts 'cause it's worse
Momma's crazy 'cause her baby's in a hearse
Wussup wit the love?
This land once owned by Indians, who then would learn
I will never disappoint yeah
I will never disappoint yeah
Always keep it on point yeah
Take a hit from the joint yeah yeah yeah
Always keep it
standing there like you freakin’ ain’t saying nothing (yeah)
Open your eyes (yeah)
Stay together (stay together)
Cause someday we will have it all together
Option the spring cleaner popular being seen
Talking candy I was thinking
Of aquamarine green serve by the empties
Throw it out tha window
I got work
sure of what the future will hold for me
Neither if I'll have the strength to go thru it
We are nothing alone no
So stop tryin' to go solo
I can't keep
the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him
the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him
your undertaker
I will never be-friend you because you are a steaker
Open up your mouth if you want some beefsteak-ah
If you suck it long enough
heart
Did you fart? You smell like crap
Everything you say is cap
Why you always talking smack?
You don't wan' get Will Smith slapped
I walk around with
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
American boys
Named Perry and Dick
Who will spin the thread of life
And who will determine the span
And who will cut the thread?
Knife in hand
Perry Smith
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?
it, my nigga
Though I never met you, I know that you special
And that the Lord blessed you, don't doubt it, my nigga
Dennis Smith Jr., stay solid, my
Intoxicated and I'm faded by you honey, why
We finally made it, got to lovin' money, seeds and shine
They wanna hate it, try to break it but it's
Intoxicated and I'm faded by you honey, why
We finally made it, got to lovin' money, seeds and shine
They wanna hate it, try to break it but it's
I'm a fanatic
A phone call from Utah and I'm throwing a panic
But we kick it from the root when we break it on down
Jimmy smith is my man, I want
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