Lyrics:
Minus the teeth
Saved by the bell
Screech
Yea ima cannibal
Feast
No I can’t eat it
She couldn’t believe it
Baby be deep in the streets
Boy ima animal
muscles, but hard body at heart
Can't let you play me like I'm Patrick, bitch, I shine like the star
For pops, it's all smoke, don't you play with my woadie
ones in our ambience cus we make it exquisite
Hit you with the 5 Star it's so good really by far get up on par
Try our banana take charge puddin puddin
ate her
But, wait up
I save this subject for later
But, it`s time to catch wreck with the creator
I`m addicted like a stoag
Not into vogue
(Yo,
we do it large
Been carrying the city on my back I’ma need a massage
Double cup full of vibes (And they don’t lie)
I got money on my mind
Like all
a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop?
Yo, I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock
Stuttering John
I repeat like yesterday, it don't stop
George of this poor life pop, put the Scarlet
In a place she believes, much better than your lies
cause thats when
She really gon fall for another
And start to really
Make you feel like you over
So its better to show her
But now
I just wish that
I
Your feelings bitch I don't care
Don't care I know its unfair
We're unstable like a highchair with a loose leg
Punched me in the dead of my heart
Probably 'cause I'm rich while his pockets light green
Don't fall in love baby it's a one night thing
I don't care if I sound like I'm trifling
If I was
the world if they don't know
That what we have is real
Wanna shout it from the mountains baby
That I love you, but if they don't hear me
I know, you know, we
And my heart has a pitcher with so many ounces
It's fluid, it's stupid, I don't know the exchange
Cause my love for y'all is metric tons
But this imperial
Take you on a natural high, like a pilot
It be all good, toss your clothes like a salad
When it's all over put your vote in my ballot
It's my diner, I
the door tonight
And started treatin' her rough
Well, she took one look at him and her training kicked in
And she'd finally had enough
He threw a punch, she
've got sales off
Boy Better Know mixtape
On the shelves of HMV
Which everybody's heard of
Nowadays, road mentality's hot like lava
It's a big joke so I
I don't even got no regular like, flick shit, hold on
Let me grab my, grab my Weezy
Hah
I don't even smoke no za, but I know when it's talkin' bout
+ (Wyclef Jean)]
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over
+ (Wyclef Jean)]
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over
And don't stop me now
Won't stop me now
Took me a minute to figure it out
Read the accounts
The number ran up so much i done lost count
Fuck a recession i got
And what you feel in your soul, you you can deny it then, you don't believe no truth
I'm a comforter, the world's a cruel place and I know very well
Askin'
even bother explaining it
Your gun talk? I'm not entertaining it
I show love but they ain't embracing it
Stop talking like your voice has
Got bass in it
of 'em, wanna see you broke)
I'm a hundred on a hundred
Keep a hundred niggas with me
I don't like you, I'ma tell you
I don't never keep it fifty
I ain't
Think it's bout time that I made a fucking rap track
Got the outfit pitch black, from front to back
I been grinding this music shit day by day
And it
to go
To drink it like a redneck
I was outta control
But even so I took the bet
I once sold my soul
And now I got to get it back
I once sold my soul
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