Lyrics:
late at night
When it's dark you need those lights
Call your friends cuz you cant fight
Can't stop me i'm a demon when its night time kids be
taught me valuable lessons
Like my best friends was a .40 Cal and a Wesson
Not these two face niggas tryna challenge my blessings
Talk down when you
Whenever people are threatened by your potential, they start to act differently. They could be your friends , they could not be your friends, but
I'm an Indian outlaw
Half Cherokee and Choctaw
My baby she's a Chippewa
She's one of a kind
All my friends call me Bear Claw
The Village Cheaftin'
Is you tryna slide with me?
Do I make you feel in love?
Baby you the one
Come and spend your time with me
Shawty tripping she just say we friends
But
the best friends that we ever had.
I heard you left Haggard, I knew by the words in his song.
And you're wondering if you're right sittin' at home all
just to tell you my shit is hot
Can you grab a pen and jot down my final thought
Which is the lit end
I'ma be quick then cause I'm sickened
By a slim Jim
to walk
Clear view, dark tints
Hustle by the park bench
White top, blue tops
Niggas I don't call friends
('Til they called it love)
Called my niggas,
record from me!
By Any Means
By Any Means
By Any Means
By Any Means
My T. Jones told me""If you want a Benz, go buy a Benz""
My pops said,""Don't call
by your side
Spent so many days and late nights
Shared so many thoughts and moments
You lit up my life
Cause you were my best friend
I sunshine, rain
to walk
Clear view, dark tints, hustle by the park bench
White top, blue tops, niggas I don't call friends
('Til they called it love)
Called my niggas,
through my life
So I might have to do it on me jack jones(Jack jones)
They say ‘Morgan you’re doing so well’
But they still won’t share my tracks though
nothin that I could do but
Call on Jesus' name
That's my medicine
Makes me better than, than I ever been
I call on Jesus' name
My most faithful friend
'd call on my gal,
Now remember, old pal,
When you get back home.
(Repeat Refrain)
""Life's A Funny Proposition After All
Music and Lyrics by George M.
special
I can' make up what I'm telling you
Ion tryna give you no lecture
So call it whatever I'm just call it whatever
She still gon fuck some whenever
We
I'll make 30
Desert Eagle, my nails dirty
I'mma think on life and I'd die for it
Made a mill, you ain't even know it
Tell Iluminati I'm down for it
Call
Yea...
I received your call
I saw your text
Why can't you be
Involved more
Like all the rest
Of the fathers
I'm constantly bothered
By all their questions
Tom Williams was finally laid to rest
By his friends, family, and former comrades
On the nineteenth of January
In the year 2000
And now lies at peace in
should
Sneak you a slug of raw manhood
And the State Hospital's just the place to get one"
Now they call him a queer sickie
They herd him to group
landing in kingdom whenever heaven arrive
None of you fucking my vibe
Pour up your feelings in sprite
Came from the south with the shit that I write
My dick
me it'll calm it'll make me feel better yeah
Won't you call me yeah yeah I just need my friend to call me (Call me)
Oh Call me Call Me
I'm a thug and a pimp baby, I don't barge
You can tell by the way, that I keep my grins
Still on I-10, yelling out fuck friends
M double A-B gotta
Just just do it in a video
Just just do it in a video
Ladies love my music
And read the charts and
Call me mister only poppin'
I treat em good
or siren to call
I wish that I had a good friend to call but
You say you love me, but you don't
You say you'll be there, but you wont
Do you miss me
Please
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