Lyrics:
want the rest
Now get up and get yourself dressed
Sex
Is what we did best
Sex
When I'm lying on your chest
Sex
And I didn't want the rest
Now get up
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
You gotta
to
the grave aint nothing fake about this dis here cause
dis how a nigga raised
chorus:(keri Hilson)
well the stacks wasnt always that high and the ride
wasnt
I always thought I'd go much further,
How did I get back here again,
(Male 2) It's only a matter of time
(Female) I always thought I'd do much better
Mankind nah nuh heart mi deven hurt bout it
Juss fuck up how a ppl weh did grow roun we
But dat cya stop my blessings
Jah jah see me dreams
Heart cold
sense, how on earth would you know...?
[Cloud:]
Shut your stupid French mouth
No-one asked you, Glass Joe! GOD!
[Danny:]
I'm so sorry
I'm gonna cut your
There's Still a long way to go! Now!
But as long as you by my side!
No worries!
Babe here we go
Babe here we go
Yeh!
(HOOK/CHORUS)
Yoooooou are my
that you is the finest
Oh that shit fat, lemme get up behind it
You hit me up at the perfect timing
Lil shorty take it, she doing no whining
Shit too
No he not joe
Im smoking gas
I get high on the low
Disrespect the gang catch a dick in yo throat
RIP to X that nigga funny
I hope one day one day
silly, how come?
When it's all done, did you really gain from (gain from)
What you done, done? It's so silly, how come? (You done, how come?)
You just
silly, how come?
When it's all done, did you really gain from (gain from)
What you done, done? It's so silly, how come? (You done, how come?)
You just
past
This headband turns brainwaves to visuals
Meaning you'll see first hand just how it works man
Alright let's get right into it because you're here
Big body, fat pussy, broad gyal
Come here, back it up gyal, buss a whine, mhm
Bend up inna 10 and inna 9, mhm hm
Miami gyal, Caribbean whine
Yardie
to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs
Feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are havin' a rough time period, here's a maxi pad
to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad
Yeah
It's that Check'afied mixtape
Checkerboard squad we the best gang out here man
You already know who it is
No you don't, so Ima tell you real
in ma dm I swear her ass fat..
If you want love please press next...
We out here ...
We be killers...addicted to the trap...
It's not you...
hadn't died.
She was a bride in Calcutta
Collecting everything we could of theirs,
We couldn't get the Lisbon girls out of our minds,
But they were
no longer working
I'll run in and buss up and crush on your neck
You're bleeding to death
How did you get here, you're leaving a mess
Now look at you,
And how it was that we'd come to be living here.
I thought he probably liked the fact that we were living here
Because he came round so much,
So I
up in there
Oh no! (Oh no) here we go again (again)
Don't know (Don't know)
When it's going to end (When will it- stop?)
Uh oh! (Uh oh)
Where did it
never get rich surrounded by broke customers
You gotta learn to maneuver through the tight spots
Dirty bike cops keep searchin' a nigga Nike socks
I
Hijack that ass and get away
White bronco
Her ex wonna trip
Don't you see those magazines .
I stomp a nigga flat
Like
Mean joe green .
Money to the kness
can do this when your pockets are fat, not skinny
and at this point of time, I ain't makin' a penny
Hard times of it, so I gotta get my slang on
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