Lyrics:
And I'll open up a tin
If you'll tell me 'bout your trip around the world
Well, she said,"If you think back
To the first time that we passed
I'm sure
u smuggle dope... they send dem shepherds nigga meet Rin-tin-tin... u gotta hit the bing? Fuk it nigga... get it in... cause surrounded by idiots
Masterkraft on the beat
Hold up wos
O mu pomo kan
Wobi
Swear say you no know say balloon no be condom
Bad girl she say I be like tom tom
Oni owun o
like a dyin
[Dr.Dre: Yo Ren, tell'em what they do when you start rhymin]
I go to the party. I hip a hop the spot
I dunno what it is, but the girls get
by my timing, the games all mine
My business acumen, like right now
I'm getting organised in these moments
These rhymes potent
I think we were chosen
Netflix and Feels
I should've ate before the film
I need a snack, and you're looking like a meal
We like to eat together, a 69 dollar deal
Laugh with me,
the spot
When all the shutters is down, bitch we be still in the shop
I shop for clothes when it's closed, that's why I feel like the boss
In my vintage eBay
Court adjourned
Now pour me on the mic like I'm Parmesan
Living in a box, we can barely speak
But we're down to cross paths when we're out next week
like a wizard
Bullets going to hit now he tin man
Hop on the scene like I'm spike lee
You can get clipped up
I never miss feel like hit man
Back out
to destroy
Tell me why these niggas be on a long tin
I just sip my vodka with ah hard Jin
Party all night, like I no get sleep
Tell me why these niggas be
Mhi kode bomb
Ori hallelujah ni won ko
Inside church inside mosque won Gbo
Jaye ni mayami London
We dey party all night non stop
I dey roll with fine
I flagged down a ride, next thing I know we're haulin' ass
I turned to the scarecrow, to the lion, to the tin man
I said "Everyone in Nashville
everything with this lyrical scheme
We be like fiends when it comes to the money
Be are end for hur-tin-in
So watch me now
Niggas wonder how
I'm spiffy
out to HH sisters
Think I'm sitting up in prison
With a tin of L, in a cell, sick ass hell, listen
Everyday is like Christmas, I miss my seed and my
Getting up and going hard, I don't need no Enzyte
Come across as very calm: mental state is Zen-like
Always had a lot of heart, never been the tin type
to ride
Jungle Brothers' in the house and we're by your side
I know you know how we do that there
Move your body to the side
Put your hands in the air
him
Us as rappers underestimate the power
and the effects that we have on these kids
Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by
god
I kill you with the camera on
It's dawn of the dead and you
Mothafucker be dead by dawn
Guess I'm a little nuts
Like giving nukes to Donald Trump
folded for like 3 days bros I no bin Dey see
Dem bin tie us like thief
But na we dem Dey thief
If 20 million no come out we go kill you by next week
Me wey
far sweeter than wine
You wanna dip into this bottle south Italian vine
He said Monica I want your body on top of mine
Adventure like tin tin
Big boss
It's innovated by your tin blue eyes and
Get involved in a sea of fire
Then we'd spoken but I'm a sycophant
This anana roller te coat and I'm Krant
Feeling like the tin man got no heart
Bitch if I don't do nothing I'm gon go hard
Can't believe y'all comparing me to these niggas
But my shit is
in it from the back
Baby party on molly while I'm smokin on my pack
Ya smokin on my pack
When we in the party you know I pass that
Rollin up goody
close to the red line, tin cans choking in the fumes
Weaving and filtering, dodging all the traffic, biking is a bit like having wings
The sound
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