Lyrics:
fly to MIA
Benihanas so i was eating by the plate
Gotta call up mama juh bout everyday
Always worried bout me so i know she gon pray
Cuh these silly
look (You just a friend)
She undress and tell me baby look look (Beat that pussy dead)
E-Sir was the one, that is how it all began
Jumbo Junior with
home
And I prayed that I'd find hope. Look at how the tables turn
Time floated by and it's like the engine inside broke
I created so many albums + E
bought the trunk is in front look like a go kart
Chains is heavy baguettes it ain't regular it's iced out
Didn't me and E K tell you that we need it right
girl with a tripod
She crazy female, whipped like V12, all that legroom but no seatbelt
Tell the labels spare the details, hit my PayPal, not my e
and I’m the only
Ridin right here by my side
To hold and keep you closely
You could put that all aside
You're so much more then just a trophy
But then you
renaissance for TC, dreams of being, locally known to globally throned
By good people that be, bumping these songs
Singing along, if you doubt me then joust me,
S-E Quit tryna rap, his flow is flat and his rhyme is trash
Stupidity
Y'all backstabbers still tryna ride on me
Connected to me like door hinge
Your
yea
He got some nerve I can tell by how you moving he ain't ever put work
Arch it for me
Pop that pussy give you something you deserve
Tip your toe in
focused man
So they're on that Bruce Sebitlo
Bedroom studio CEO
Oskido and Mindlos and Cleos
Getting money out the blue like e-Tolls
No free load no hero
Life can be so cool
Human can be so cruel
And I'll be there one Day
(Yeah)
Always in a Rush ( As Time flies By )
Jealousy fly amongst
peer
a the club me step in well clean bay hugs cause we got the money green fire him a play sum Bob Marley by the time me look around a sexy gal a call me she sa E
the death,
That pride be the fein that you need got you struggling for breath
See pride make a nigga leave home at 17 fits the scope
He got smoked taken by
stud
Trust your feelings, flair the fakers' parfum
Don't get fooled by clovers luck is not true
Me, myself and I's always the best crew, ouhh
God
Wow and MC Globe
We emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No
can't get e-na-na-na-nough
Would you stay then, keep laying right by ma-ma-side
So I can hold you, you can hold me all na-na-na-night
I had to hit
big on my wrist, they ain't swollen
E63, yes, my whip
Yeah, I own that
I don't care someone else is calling me
I'ma do it my way
It don't matter,
filea kött helt koscha
Uh, yeah, yeah!
Hon ba' why, why, why? Babba upp med den
Den ligger side by side med din guzz ikväll
Hon vill ha fine dine
Uh
Let's go!
Ich wuchs - auf mit Cube, Ren, Yella und Dre
Eazy-E, D.O.C., N.W.A
"Straight Outta Compton" war mein Lieblingsalbum
„Dopeman,
supposed to get dap
I'm like, "Man, you got murdered by your opening act!" (Get outta here!)
You ain't fucking with what I brought to the table
You just
(knock ya off, ay)
Shorty got an ass and it soft, look (and its soft, ay)
And she gon give her last to a boss, ay (to a boss)
On the e-way I'm just
Beatles
La foule nous a levé depuis notre premier battle
Chouf mon smile, Barry White
Ça c'est les sons que tu fais tourné en plein Paris by night
man feel like a lower-case g
At the end of the que like a lower-case e
Oh please, mans triple-A
You man want me to que and freeze
Nah not me, never
kill you in a row
Move slow when I pass by
'Cause it's going get serious on a second when a nigga like me get high
I don't get stoned fuckin
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