Lyrics:
proud
My friends all want my album out, but I swear I need some help
They don't know how hard it is to do this shit all by myself
I really just need more
Moving in tandem
This is what I wanna see
For the number one album
Every song is great it be
For the number one song
By Fabü yep is me
When you need
take it day by day, yeah
Brown skin, Brown eyes
Yes, I'm beautiful
I believe in love, it makes life meaningful
If I ever fall in love I'd be a fool for
tryin', tryin')
Patty Mahomes 'bout to fall short a couple hunnid
Signed, sealed, delivered, I fucked the notary public
She witnessed me sign off on some
everybody came around
Welcome, it's here!
Last summer we took threes across the board
But by fall, we were a cover story, "Now in stores"
Make us poster
everybody came around
Welcome, it's here!
Last summer we took threes across the board
But by fall, we were a cover story, "Now in stores"
Make us poster
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
couldn't believe it
Ban a kid from the country, I never fall, never timber
But you fucked up as a parent, your child idol's a nigger
I clearly don't give
everybody came around
Welcome, it's here!
Last summer we took threes across the board
But by fall, we were a cover story, "Now in stores"
Make us poster
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
the motherfucker falls
These fools cant rap at all
I never buy a tune
From the Neptunes
When they beat come on
I hope it go off soon
Fabulous, whats Fabulous
drive I'm tryna have you sayin', "Whoa", man
Fourth album comeback power like Rogaine
Records say Columbia but I'm So-So, man
I stay on my grind
And shunned by society. In 1979 he released a double album called
"Plans For Suicide," announced his retirement, and hasan't performed in
Public since he's now
feat. Animal, Trav
I'm a hustler, not by choice (1x)
[AZ]
I didn't fall from heaven, I rose from hell
Bigboy, get bagged, he gon' hold my
stick by you
All the real ones, all the real ones gon' stick by you
All the real ones, they stuck with you, they gon' stick by you
All the fake ones, they
with her my light was dimmer
Not a bad thing she calmed me down like MSG dinners
Months pass by, got put in groups, ain't think much of it
Found my leg
where your face went
Lyrically I murder you without a trace
Down the drain, where the case went
I got my bitch rocking Chanel and all that
Fall back
I sign to a label and get put back on the shelf
Ima bet on myself so I'm signing myself
If my album come late then I pay a fine to myself
You got
to be marketed
And released by Shady aftermath
Interscope
The artist's first album under the new
Agreement will be Animal Ambition
Scheduled for release
duffy I'm in my big bag
That's the reason why these niggas big mad
If you hear a track and it's mine it's one of a kind
So expect them to fall right in
ngam' askiyi Pap and Vleis boss
You wanna be Ray Charles
To the fact that I still managed
To make niggas with no albums
With descent amount of cake dawg
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can I trust in this cold world?
My phony homie had a baby by my old girl (oh-whoa)
But I ain't trippin', I'm a player, I ain't sweatin' him
I sex his
to war, beaker scores, they continue to fall
Corner stores, way to uphold all these wonderful laws
So much violence in the streets, ask the powers that be
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