Lyrics:
Ridge"
"And now ya tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
'N' Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
"I've been
on Choctaw Ridge
And now ya tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
And mama said to me, child, what's happened to your appetite?
I've
on Choctaw Ridge"
"And now you tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
"I've
Crooklyn, session
Take it back, Black Smif-N-Wessun
Press your luck, you get stuck by Buck
For your bucks, Masta Ace, has the taste
For ducks, and duck
where the coldest cults multiply alarmingly
Hush little baby, timeout!
The black market mockingbirds can not sing a lick but learn to peck your eyes out
willing and able jackie taught me how to add with
Dried up black eyed peas on the kitchen table
And coming home to a mothers love and good care
Never
willing and able jackie taught me how to add with
Dried up black eyed peas on the kitchen table
And coming home to a mothers love and good care
Never
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
a feeling I'm getting the bag
I got a feeling like Black Eyed Peas
They hating they life they look like why me
My life is crazy I feel like YG
I got a feeling
Ridge"
"And now ya tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
'N' Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
"I've been
Ridge"
"And now ya tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
'n' Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
"I've been
Ridge"
"And now ya tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
'n' Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
"I've been
I'm a black eyed pea
Racking the dough, collecting the cheese
Scratch up my neck from the bling
I'm in then I'm out like peace
Cut the hoe off
little nigga, tell em
How you do the shit, how you kill lil niggas
Meek put me in a battle, quick 10 g's
Rode in a black Bentley member
I had a 10 speed
the deli
Black shoe polish on your glass table I'm ready and able
Going on the roof
When the pay-per-view fight come on click off the cable
Harass you
your wordplay intact
And 50 couldn't say it better
Can't find you
Show me where his mama live at
You a gangsta, I'm not one
But it doesn't mean by all
murder
Got me callin' every lawyer that I ever heard of
Oh, Lord, please, tell me what you see in me
Teary-eyed, they got my baby boy on TMZ
Balled up
willing and able jackie taught me how to add with
Dried up black eyed peas on the kitchen table
And coming home to a mothers love and good care
Never
is gone the milk is gone
Somebody been here
I know what it is they stole our gifts like home alone
Where is my mama I gotta go tell her
Stuffed in
never seen a better color
Maybe black?
Hmm dunno bout that
Maybe purple
Maybe yellow
Maybe brown
Maybe grey
Shit, gonna fucking tell ‘em that i have no
Yess mama, boss and diva great moma
In the food she puts flava
Black queens, now look at me
You my queen
Cuz you give wings, in your arms
You build
your blood?
Did it come from your daddy and mama?
Were you converted by an Alabama song on the radio?
That feels so right
Did you lock eyes with
say my killing's too blatant
You hesitatin' I'm in your mama crib waitin'
Duct tapin' your fam' destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
say my killing's too blatant
You hesitatin' I'm in your mama crib waitin'
Duct tapin' your fam' destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
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