Lyrics:
around this ho?
You'll get served around this ho
Yeah, you'll get served
Like a fucking hors d'ouvre around this ho
I don't splurge around no ho
No, I
, don't bring that shit my way.
Well if it's something you can't give up (Would you give it up?)
To get everything you want (I can't give it up!)
Every time I, turn around
Every time I, turn around
Every time I, turn around
Every time I, turn around
Every time I turn my head, man
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
rrreal (By my goddamn self)
[Verse 1]
Nigga dwell on it, can't he
So tell on me, got my bitch all at the crib
Try to smell on a nigga, want to stay around
Instead of getting past it we just pass it down
To offspring like a offering plate in church when they get passed around
Often days I wonder if we'll wake
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
Walk right in, it's around the back
Just
Or someone to just listen
Anyways I'm going to fight for my manage I'm going to fight to get you back
I always dreams about the white horse and carriage
And I
at my flesh
Hearing the maggots squirm while they bury deeper into the skin
Digging deeper and deeper but can't get them out.
The wet sound of chewing
put the kid to sleep, they be cock-blockin'
You could really get this meat, get this hot sausage
And I'm way too rich to beef, I just buy a body
And I
switch my flow?
You can't understand how I get my dough
50 Cent, I'm on fire 'cause Shady said so
I'm on fire (here we go now)
Everybody's in
Steve: Can't you understand? Can't you understand if I'm trying to get a fucking message through to ya, right?...I'd have still...it'd a been a lot worse.
think I'm a Cowboy Beamer M3 and they sitting on some alloys
Black Boy King, diamond ring, and you know it bling Moving right to left, hypnotized by
know who the fuck I am?
Man, I can't believe this shit
This bitch is tryna gank me
Yo, I will slap you upside your head with nine inches of limp dick
my hands, hands, hands above my head
Mes petit's monsters, hands in the air
SING IT!
I won't cry for you
I won't crucify the things you do
I won't cry
the ice on my neck
They wanna throw a bag on a
Price on my head, got a price on my head
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed
I'm so paranoid,
my feelings
You told me you felt the same but you got homie you dealin' with
Damn, I didn't know, that's a bit unexpected
But I get it, it's
my style
Now our faces never stick around
A.K.A, never hold you down
A.K.A, can't figure it out
A.K.A, you don't know me now
Oh you don't know me now
, but yo
You can't kill me, cause I'm already dead
Scarface goin' psycho, yeah
Play pussy get fucked and take two to your head
I'm Bushwick
, but yo
You can't kill me, cause I'm already dead
Scarface goin' psycho, yeah
Play pussy get fucked and take two to your head
I'm Bushwick
flow?
You can't understand how I get my dough
50 Cent, I'm on fire 'cause Shady said so
I'm on fire (here we go now)
Everybody's in a rush to try
play around
No I can't, no I can't, no I can't
No I can't, no I can't
Aye, yeah
Aye
No I don't play around
Watching from the corner
I can't keep my head
on me
Flowers all around us, beautiful like we in Spring
My hands are around you
Listen to me sing
I've been keeping time my whole life, don't make me
the curse and it gets worse as time goes by (what?)
Can't see straight 'cause I'm so high (what? What?)
Why ask why when you know?
Nigga, when its your
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