Lyrics:
basket. And
finally Oliver St John-Mollusc (G.C.), Harrow and the Guards, thought
by many to be this year's outstanding twit. Now they're moving up
blinded by love
Blinded by words of his
[Chorus]
I was in love with a dumb dumb boy
His morals were crap
But still i got caught
I was in love with a dumb
hands out - here hold these slugs
ha-ha-ha yeah that's what's up
Real nigga straight from the fucking mud
Still walk around with the burner tucked
And I
touch on the rooftop button
Don't jump little boy, don't jump off that roof
You've got your whole life ahead of you, you're still in your youth
I'd
man bundle that
Exit wounds, leave holes in backs
Man still get whacked for the vocal chat
Rip out his flesh, expose his back
Or bore up his neck, leave
and hatin
I'ma blast if you run up on me
I'ma do my dirt by my lonely so that nobody can snitch
This matter coulda been resolved
if you woulda
my Adidas
Brought a few pills but thats' only fo da skeezas
Used my black car but that's only fo da reefa
What's up? Let's go
Not a day goes by
Which came from his entourage mostly familia
In retrospect irks a little part
But they'll still get checks like niggas no punch line that's
as your wish my son.
Aladdin and his mother continued eating the food
that Genie had brought them.
Aladdin took one of the platters to sell it.
My boy if
probably die
I live by God I got these guns
You test your luck I’ll bet you die
We called that a boy
Survivor
He toot that pole on the road
This ain’t fa
bitch I don't gotta brag
That boy pockets on skimp, bitch, he don't got a bag
I get high as a bitch, and walk in with the swag
Bitch, and I still got jet
thinkin' 'bout kills or somethin' (murder, murder, murder, murder)
Fuck you think, I'ma let that go? (Let that go)
Still posted at that store (at that
the hand that feeds me
Hi Ren
I've been taking some time to be distant
I've been taking some time to be still
I've been taking some time to be by
rules on this side
Weon play by rules on this side
Weon play by rules on this
Lil Slida Cap yea that boy he da goat
Takin on names n im slittin on throats
still
All of a sudden in a wink of an eye
A Cadillac sedan passed us by
I said, "Boys, that's a mark for me!"
By then the taillight was all you
keep thumbing
Got cramps in my fingers from counting like
Paper trailing boy I'm never-failing yea
That shit be sailing gotta stack it right
Flow so ill
and grabbed the sheriff by the arm he said we're going down to take that land today
So he and the sheriff drove down to Leon's farm to tell the McDuffs to move
on a fantasy
Let time go by
Baby all we need is just you and me me me
Now down boys settle down that flow
You looking at the ladies and they knocking
need me a wife that gon’ love me but by chance
But don't you try fuck on my name cuh if we pull up in a coup then it’s bang bang
I’ve just been grinding
on the mothafuckin' line, boy you cray
I was trapping since a young nigga by the way
Way back then I was a different dude (dude)
Standing at the corner like I ain't
I been a
Soulja Boy
Yup in my
White T
Get a stain
Off in that bitch
I Buy a new pack
Next week
No Gucci Mane
But the lemonade
Make a Nigga squeeze
foreign still got my glock
They swing that block bro on that car
I tell my dawg i'm fucked off drink but he still label me a star
And rockstar shit still
A and I'm still cleaning up the plates
Yeah I'm climbing up the rates
Hella cars on my estate
Take a look at me cause I know none of you boys can relate, yeah
tenth Speed
She want to use me as a sex toy
She jacking my set is the best, boy
Fly that shit if you a JetBoy
Money, power, and respect boy
My bro in
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