Lyrics:
I would dog her 'round"
It must-a been that old evil spirit
So deep down in the ground
You may bury my body
Down by the highway side
Baby, I
I would dog her 'round"
It must-a been that old evil spirit
So deep down in the ground
You may bury my body
Down by the highway side
Baby, I
while I was down baby girl I ain't deserve that
Fuck what we had baby give me all my shirts back
You wasted my time
I really thought that we could be
Uh, XEL
Always on my mind it's been times I've been missing you
When we on the phone away from home
I miss kissin you
When were all alone we get
burnin heaters if you cheat us
dudes workin the slugs
And get the sex baby 'cause I'm addicted to fame
You make me bust just by screamin my name
and when I
physical baby
Know I’ve been missing you lately
So baby girl I thought you said that you was down down
You been faking for a minute
That’s why I don’t even
this ho, nigga (Slide)
I'm Osama 3 Laden (We gon' ride)
That's on Bubba, nigga
MO-motherfuckin'-3, nigga
Park the vehicle, don't lock the door
There
still aiming for more
I'm kicking down all of the doors
We was just some stoop kids look at us know
Running through the city - look at me know
Cuttin
anymore
I just wanna see whats through that door
If i can make it through this night
Shut down my brain and lose this fight
I don't wanna battle anymore
I
a lot
Now I see you frustrated and slamming doors
Please laugh a little more
Way Back before
My mom was feeling down
Just as I was used to acting like
Shooters on the prowl
Bang bang
Told you not to play my heart
Bang bang
Now my baby shot me down
I'm not playing games with you
You not bout to cheat
York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
I turned a g and made a right
I was headed to the profit
Got stopped by the mosh pit
Turned back into 6 and I made my hands twist
And them niggas
head
Being wrapped around my finger is a part your plan
You up to testing so you can see I’m down as your man
But if you down to live a story that could
I'm gone on three
Blue lights they pull up
I don't do the speed
(What) do you expect? I was raised by G's
Partially influenced by my enemies
These who
in the trap
And my record was criminal (Uh)
Baby girl got that water park
When she get up, she left a water mark
Black Patek Philippe
(Uh) ,
up to my head slow pacin'
Put your fingers in my dreads like taste it
And you know I ain't in to time wasting
Impatient
You grinding up, I lick it down
out (yeah)
Too much venom, and if you roll with 'em
We gonna fuck you up with 'em (break it down)
I got too much momentum moving in my direction
heart has been froze
Steady climbing and I'm knocking down doors
Sipping whiskey just to balance my lows
You see me working I deserve to get throw'd
She
And I don't want to get high unless you're smoking with me
I refuse to cry over a stupid bitch
When you left my side that was a dumb decision
It's just
the ground
But I know I see it now
Baby, I let you down
I was 17 broke dry eyes with my heart in my hands and there's blood on my palms
With my tears dripping
was down on my knees
i just prayed for a wish
a brown skin queen
that can get down with me
a pretty nice face
who can know how to play
who can
Bitches get ready for the throw down, the shit's about to go down
Me and Snoop about to clown
I'm losin' my religion
I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
Bitches get ready for the throw down, the shit's about to go down
Me and Snoop about to clown
I'm losin' my religion
I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
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