Lyrics:
That Selena got my eyes low
They coming for the dope, I feel like Pablo
She got FRIDAY fever
She gon' hit the follow
I want 80 on my wrist, I feel
traviesa
Vuelve loco al que besa
Los ojitos se le ponen chiquititos por eso
Mucho flow
Es una mente
Se la vive y no le importa lo que piensen
De la
me makavelli
Legend in the making there ain't really many left here
You could've had a real g by your side but you f'd it
Next one on the come up uh
you know ima demon
For no reason they say i be tweaking
Off the molly I swear i be geekin
Got a baby, god gave me reason
Feelings flow like a dam with
Man I ain't into being friends
I'm into making a profit
You said rap is a religion
I'm a Bantu prophet
You a fever, I'm a cold
Have the whole room
flipping boulders
Stained by the static and the clubs are on the elevator
Fuck being smart, Denizen is aggravated
Well I heard you had the fever for
cell
Stillbirth redemption
Sterility dances to the rapturous
Sound of the knell
Let fevers rage and ravage
The deluded minds of all
Surrender to atrocity
not him then you got it confused, why'all not remembering,
My motto is simply I will not lose, abide by the block rules,
I buy my glock used, wit
Beamer
Lime leading my mixed drink
Outfit pushing on a fever
The eyes stare cuz they staircase
Out of order they can’t climb
If it’s a order by my section
Ungapretendi engathi ekasi lakho ba flow-a ka so
Isphithiphithi maskhiph' hit, sek'hlany' abo small
And angisajimi ungamangali isfuba masi so
My work
find
Again the mind is kinda blinded by the Heineken
And rain, redemption songs are never sung in vain like intravenous, honeys dig the words but want
find
cgain the mind is kinda blinded by the Heineken
cnd rain, redemption songs are never sung in vain like intravenous, honeys dig the words but want
the coldest dreams...
- Above all! Scout the Cardinals...
- Investigate the torn Pagan Society.
- Demon! Demon! Exode...
- Raids of fever! All plagues...
-
know, where they get they flows from
Niggaz be like, I don't know, where they get they dough from
Posin up in the clubs with guns or wrist frozen
I
All I want for Christmas is a billion dollar business
Need a bag for my efforts cause I work for all my riches
I'm a hot boy, got a fever
I got paper
it's the starting of Snowball Season
Lost my hat, couldn't find my gloves
Might catch a fever but what do I know
I'm boiling hot although the weather is
crowded
banned in the shadows, warned by the rattles, thought they had power in the tower of babel
yank back complex, can full of nuggets, rhyme for
drowned in tequila
With all of my people
We all love the reefer
They follow the leader
They want cocaina
I'm runnin' a fever
Call my mom say Theresa Cole's
jak nadzieja jest ze mną na pewno
Wiare w niebo obudzi kobietom piękno
Rzuci jak ściewo byś wiedział czym piekło
Świadom że będą iść własną legendą
You better eat your Wheaties, I park it where I can see
Shit will get hot and shaky like Parkinson's with the fever
This ain't checkers its chess, all
gone
I can't believe it's the end of this rainbow
My cause to grieve
Punctuated by the weave and flow
My mind's in shiva mode but deep down I'm fake
I'll
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