Lyrics:
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Pir Se in mio favor fai tanto
Nemico ancor, che mai faresti amico?
Fab L’onesto oprar di chi ben opra è ’l fine
Pir A me Sestia e Volusio
Sforzo, ah
Limoh the Limoh uh uh
Beatz Ak, Beatz by Ak
Parli di G
Di weed
Di bitch
Però non hai i g's e la weed
Parli di king
J's on feet
Però non hai il drip
actin like I ain't been in one
A great nigga, they invented one
Mama and daddy, they had a king for real
Man I swear I'm livin out
My people dreams for
starring me
Even in my absence, my presence is felt
That gotta tell you I'm the king, dog
If nothing else i'm on another continent
You still ain't content
I didn't grow up in a castle,
I wasn't born to royalty,
But I can tell you
This life I am living
Is straight out of a fantasy.
I've never worn
it (¡¿qué!? ¡¿qué!?)
And flowing on that car, do it
Call me Papi Chulo
Tell me, "N.O.R.E. Dame duro"
Ven mami, vámonos, dale dale culo
Ven chula,
Lately I don dey think like crazy yeah yeah
About the things You do for me and those You do inside me Lord
If not for my Daddy o wey dey carry me
Cole, Ben E. of Carole
Bee, Gipsy, Crimson
Of misschien wel die van Leon
Celine Dion, Eric Carmen, All By Myself
Is het Adele? Nevermind
On My Own, Patti
(Hook)
When the Beat Drops the hammer go bang
.357 so you know it's close range
Magik and e yeah we changing the game
Strickly for my people man fuck
E no easy
Na so them tell me
I am ready to start the journey
Omo ogbeni my heart is heavy
E no easy
Na so them tell me
I am ready to start
a miracle"
And I say a miracle cause this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces, I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and CC Allah
Mr. Soul
Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes
Hollow tips
5'8'' but I stand tall at 6'4''
My bed shakes too much so I pulled a Bryce Mitchell
And I took her to the floor
Uh-huh
You know me
E10 easy 10s
The king is crowned to more than one
But it's not a crown
It's a mask
You panic when they're on
Holy father she call her father daddy I'm slapping him
scabolee
Pat go tell Pam and Pam tell Beverly
And Beverly, she gone tell everybody
Yes, a Beverly gone tell everybody
Well, tell 'bout 'Works To Do' by
HOOK:
Baby, I would do anything
Maybe, I’d be queen you’d be king
Lately, I can’t wait to begin
So tell me, are you with me?
Baby, everythin’ that I
than I ever seen
Treat me like I was a king and she was a dog-gone queen
Sister, tell your Brother, Brother tell your Auntie, Auntie, tell your
wit our music song
So get a grip ya'll, ya'll, ya'll, ya'll, y'all
[Daddy-O]
Bein' ready to rock is our pride and joy
We're not the imitation wer'e
I need a baddie
Yea you know she single
I need a baddie
Yea she tryna mingle
I need a baddie
Yea I'll be her daddy
I need a baddie with a lil fatty
I
she always by my side
She driving but I'm rolling up
My daddy see me rolling up
But heon never hit the blunt
My moma said I know too much
Fuck, ion
I need a baddie
Yea you know she single
I need a baddie
Yea she tryna mingle
I need a baddie
Yea I’ll be her daddy
I need a baddie with a lil fattie
"lights off shit coming at you live and on fire
Kottonmouth kings, and cypress hill"
You know southern california be home of the highest
Between
Back in the day I was filler
Canonically, nowadays, I'm feelin' triller
Ride around my city, I'm a pillar
Turns into a zoo when I land, Ben Stiller,
town
Zion ah burn like a sun come down
Trumpet loud like ah Stone Love sound
Tongue confess, every knee bow down
Tell every king weh ah claim dem ah
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