Lyrics:
a little bit of love
like to make a little bit of music
Look at that, it's a desk, just kidding Bob, it's a table
I don't care about rules!
Hi, what's
the tuss some like the misix
Caught into they physics, and how they wanna disip
Yo be careful, it ain't ya ordinary liquid
The first time you sip it, you
GETTIN RIGHT
TALKIN ABOUT TONIGHT
LETS MUFUCKIN CHILL LETS DO SUIM
LIL MAMA LIKE DAMN ITS LIKE 2 SUIM
I DONT GIVE A FUCK YOU AINT GON DO NUIN
EXCEPT GO
and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't
and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't
Nigga, you a clown, I can feel it by your gestures
I don't fuck with sideshow bobs, you a jester
No you're not a dog, you're a pet, bruh
Need
could tell you something now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than file cabinets when rapping
Money, money, money, money
He's still in high school (yeah I heard that)
(It's a great day though)
A good high school out in U-City of St. Louis, Missouri
(I think his name's umm,
Cated to a respectumal reclusium! yow! science!
(to harry & rhonda)
Ef y'all don't minds me sayin' so, I be'lieves it's 'bout time fo yo pathetical
very sorry Sir, I am behind my time”.
Exclaimed Bob Cratchit while he was opening the door.
“Yes I think you are, step this way, if you please.
I'm going
If I see you, I don't fuck with you
Gon' act I don't know you
Got some niggas in the city
Tryna figure me out
If it ain't about no paper
Ain't no
to relate to people that
Haven’t related to me yet, not because I’m
You know
Don’t love the fans I have but I think
It’s important you know to grab somebody
organize
Strategize now we unified brothers
On the rise and we can't stop
Don't you stop it
(You don't really gonna stop, hayy)
Don't you stop stop
I feel like slashing in Jamaican Queens fashion
You think you can fuck around, but kid you just thinking
It's over when I'm sober, imagine when I'm
time Dax K-poppin'
Stick on my hip, I'll clean the whole room
But don't be alarmed, it's Dax
I'm just moppin' that's off-topic
Let me tell you somethin'
taste
Every time I'm on the beat you hearing
(hoooooo)
But really I'm a cool cat
Look how I do that
How do you do that? (uh)
Hoppin on a plane shit it
very impressed by
The viscosity of the environment
In his new album, "New York, and why
I think it is bitchin" bob Garder
Disguised as an elderly surf
Every time I write a song
I'm just trynna bring the world together
I think it'd be so much better
All you gotta know is this
make the music then I bob up and down this my sound
I make a hit I make a hit I got the kit I got the kit you know I'm it you know I'm it
Tay to lit Tay
it ain't gonna 'appen again.
Bruce: I don't see where you get steamed, I mean, if the truss was gonna...
Nicko: Why I got steamed up Bruce is
Ridin blowin loud
Don't get mad ur sht mild/
Manne, It's time to turn up
b*tches reaching for da dial/
n*gga how u like me now
Gettin money by
to the flow
Didn't think it was possible if you told me it was destiny I would have said hell no
Now i got shit to say, 你們全都是一班基
唔係同性戀 係對人陰險 續吋係咁算
Everybody
Mr B Rockstar
You know what time it is
You going to love me right
Or don't love me at all got damn
I wonder if people recommend Netflix as the first
Time for the N9ne because I'm the chosen
Never gotta be foolish to get the dough
Like a lot of you actin' up on TV to get a ho
You don't wanna have
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