Lyrics:
foolish cause I'll completely lose it
Give a player a new breathing hole with a pool stick
I got hoes square rooted doubles and cubics
They be come in
Chamillionare's a square
He's drops alot of mixtapes, but I don't care
If he don't switch it up, then I know he's gonna fail
And if he does switch it up, then I
geh im Meer jagen, grille Wale die durch meinen Speer starben
Im Madison Square Garden
Ich brauch kein Champagne
Ich brauch kein Cocaine
Ich brauch nur
Sur nos baisers, pont d’Arcol
Sur ton corps, Place des Fêtes
Sur le square Batignoles
Quand tu me lisais Beckett
Sur Pigalle où tu me quittes
to this kid?
They said he was an outcast
(outcast) , a misfit square like a mousepad
Working in the kitchen
Listening to J5, while he did dishes
I used
Handsome is he, Ali Ababwa
That physique! How can I speak
Weak at the knee
Well, get on out in that square
Adjust your veil and prepare
To gawk and gravel
enemies
I shall never want he cater for my every need
Inna the ghetto many can't afford a 3 square meal
Suffering so so real
So me say Jah
Save me
Square poppin shit like she
Ain't with the business
Dick sucking queen, God is my witness
Broke my wrist in a pot then
I stunk up the kitchen
Aye, whole
don't wear no badge catch me fucking on a Sag
She gon' throw it back cheating on him when she mad
I know why she sad he's a square like plaid
She gon'
Square vedi!
I blush then I move cape drop
A jolly in this sali
Su mentre tu prima guardi e poi guidi
ITP dedito al kushing pushing cremeria
7g para dia
Congo Square where the slaves would celebrate and sing
People come to check us out from a long, long way
And I'm proud to call it home, yeah, that's
miggle day di square clear
Feel unuh get weh unuh stay there
#VERSE
Mi know mi Bible and mi know mi rifle
God and gun a weh mi owe mi life to
Mi see di
some of what I have
Meet me on [Name] or Fulton Ave
Or Albee Square, a hop from the D
Manifest Destiny, it must be (What?)
Manifest Destiny, it must be
Plus dans l'fond du square, comme le soleil, je veux briller
Ils veulent tter-gra quelque chose, me pose pas trop d'questions
Belek, j'pourrais
inside
Just me in my backyard
Caught a plane to New York
She met Calvin Klein
Her body's on a poster
As big as Times Square
Sometimes when I'm down
I
my Kith robe (Cap)
Cookin' up a whole square on this bitch stove
(Whip up) her pussy good
But that bitch nose could sniff Os
But I ain't trippin'
than a pound
So if you want some of what I have
Meet me on [Name] or Fulton Ave
Or Albee Square, a hop from the D
Manifest Destiny, it must be
Ric Flair
I do not fuck with y'all
Gang play y'all too square
My partner split your gang now
He got two tears
Get your ass shot up for all of that
out of touch
Ask her if she fuck with Dom K
She like 'Duh'
Meet up at the pier one time, chop it up
Squares can't figure why these
Ladies watchin' us
Is
lampadaires éclairent le
Square pendant qu'la
Lune s'pose sur les tours t'es content
T'es fier de toi? Les
Regrets s'pointeront sous écrou
Un revers, un verre
Just don't fake it player cause it ain't hard to spot
You think you balling you square like a match box
See I can't help baby
I was born with it
Real
hold that shit
Mama I told you we gon' be okay
Whippin' that Benz and she live in L.A
Tryna thank God but don't know what to say
Lot of square
want to fly away but I can feel gravity
And the depravity of my humanity
I feel trapped in a bubble or a square
Then I complain like 'the
Struggle ain't
wants cream out
The pie ain't got a reason to lie
Shotty shells comes cheap
Every bullets a five
Im putting money into square
And saying watch with
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