Lyrics:
and workin'
Would be he be found, found, found
In a ho (ho) tel (tel) room (room) shot up (shot up)
With his dick shoved in some B got a lot up
Bill Gates
in the neck.
Valmir Freitas Monteiro, 27, killed by a shot in the back
Those were the times of the “Democratic Transition” of President José Sarney’s
Crackers is out with Cactus Albums, blackness is in
African symbols and medallions represent Black Power
And we ain't know what it meant, me and my man
We the in-timidators, why'all in-timidated
By our bling bling ring ring, and I can't debate it
LOWRIDERS (bzz bzzt) hittin on switches
As we PASS
nights, but bitch I been Bane
I was born in the darkness like Rick James
Bitch, sippin' scotch with Chappelle after the Grammys
Said them countries
Just throw your wine glass for Slo up high
We drink cava the shade of lava out the bottle, like a genie
Served buffalo wings by bitches in bikinis
He was just an old country doctor
In a little Kentucky town
Fame and fortune had passed him by
But we never saw him frown
As day by day in his
I don't follow rules or precautions, I just say things
Cars, girls, money living in my head, rent free
Told my mom to chill, I'ma pay the bills next
sharing my views from the window seat
I've tried to keep it light and not get in too deep
But if I don't say this, the album's incomplete
We do it for
Just like this album on the way he got a date
Blood in the street it look like Bombay
I'll squeeze this motherfucker til my palm ache
And, none of my
I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my money be da root.
Look up at da stars, she like "Honey where da roof?"
Pull up in a Dawes ?, canaries ? dey go
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
By our bling bling ring ring and I can't debate it
Low riders hittin' on switches
As we pass by ya in sun fire, c'mon
What y'all need to do is throw
Two strangers
1969, that's when I arrived
Little farm in the country, I'm the youngest of five
Mom and dad was always fighting, they couldn't see eye
a nine
KB need a verse?
I told him, "Ain't nothing to it"
Everybody ask me why, I just look em in the eye and say, "(Ima just do it)"
Country boy from
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
Ha ha, ha ha
Say ho, everybody say ho
Ba-buh-wayo
I said shake your soul like way back in the day-yo
Ba-buh-wayo, everybody say ho
Everybody say
cars (uh)
cross country isn't that far
it's like i'm in the race don't know who you cats are
see one day i fell from grace landed in this place
my
heated, bills breathing down your neck/
But you don't pay attention to it, you just wanna flex/
You don't do it for the love, you just caught up in
Way too fly, choppa on fye
Imma get high, so I need me a lighter
I'm so high and I wanna get higher
I'm like Icarus way up in the sky
Ha ha ha, I
friend was killed by a drunk driver
The guy got out of his car
And shot my friend in the face
'Cause I'm beginning to feel
Like a black god, black guy
speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped
Even in the richest country we the poorest
I guess, I care a lil less if the hook not catchy
Be sure to catch the lessons in the chorus
Some of what's
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
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