Lyrics:
from the mud right by the projects
Ain't nobody supposed to make it where I'm from that shit is rotten
That shit real toxic where I'm from
Rip wiz, Rip
Yeah, I had this little bad thing something like them tens
She gave a nigga mad brain, something like The Wiz
But you see the sad thing fuckin'
Yeah, I had this little bad thing something like them tens
She gave a nigga mad brain, something like The Wiz
But you see the sad thing fuckin'
No you don't wanna be by yourself
Girl who you want around
I know I'm not that nigga that you're just playing for now
You used to be my Juliet
[Intro]
Mane I be really coolin, (Zyeq)
Mmm
Yeah, mmm
cye, yeah
[Chorus]
Mane, I don't really care about, what you' got goin'
You a ho', I be by
I know how to say fuck you for being a bitch just cause you didn't understand what I was saying to you
Yeah the pressure to wear them new Jordans was
And change your whole image (I'll kill you)
I just talked to Wiz, I told Addie call me
Ain't talk to my guy in a minute (waddup addy)
I went to the party,
hit tha flo'
I'm out here spending all this paper
Bustin' cigarillos down
I blow it by the acre
If you lookin' this good
Well shit I wanna meet
hit tha flo'
I'm out here spending all this paper
Bustin' cigarillos down
I blow it by the acre
If you lookin' this good
Well shit I wanna meet
Yeah! (Her Hasselblad was on her knees) Two!
Yeah! Two-Up! Uh
They call me young boy, young crack
Brought up where them slums at
Hustle, I done done
so high I can get me
Some clothes and move to space (that’s a…)
A Mazant made mobster
(yeah) niggas praying they can stop us (uh
Uh) S-q-a-d ain’t
[Chorus]
Yeah, they say two heads are better than one, and in the process
I learned that slow progress, is better than none
That's why I'm still here
[Wyclef (Lauryn Hill)]
Yes, Refugee Camp (Yeah, Yeah Refugee Camp uh! Ah!)
Yo, It never stops, what?!
We comin' back! (Murder that boy!)
get high, yeah I get high
Aye
I'm an addict for sneakers
Baddest of women and eighths of the reefer
Nigga I smoke like my last name Khalifa
I'm with
Too turned (yeah)
I hop in this bitch ain't no u turn (nah)
I'm talking my shit and the stoo burn (hot)
You made a mistake I hope you learned (bitch)
the two-seater
I heard she brag about the way he eat her
A Irish man, short, slim with a tan, they say he laced her cheeba
She do be lookin' weaker now, her
(Play it for me)
(Kick it)
(The mic smith, yeah, alright) yeah
Okay
Girls, girls, girls, girls
These girls I do adore
Walking down
in ‘93 I’m livin' by the moment
My mama told me chase my dreams said I was chosen
My daddy told me stack my bread and don’t trust no one
Yeah
hide, yeah yeah
How the fuck you gone survive, yeah yeah
Got a lot to address this year - lotta y'all dropped but I ain't impressed this year
All I hear
I just wanna say
Welcome to the Sunset Starlight experience
I don't see, I don't see anything
Gotta breathe, gotta breathe
In my nose, out my mouth,
the style
But this is me in musical notation
You know so let's get it
Getting hit by the waves just starting to get hot
Oh how I see niggas ride the waves
Be
Amo, aiming at your enamel, say cheese
Imagine the Bible recited by the Elohim
Then wake up and say hello to me
Different gold commode, same shit,
a ventriloquist
If i keep on talking bout that imma lost my shit
Huh ion een know what to say ion (new tank)
Yeah woah, yeah woah, yeah woah, yeah woah
Yeah woah,
grants me the chicks
The blows, the cars and enemies that wanna spar
You want to see it no matter who you are
Yeah, I'm bound to ground you like that
.jpg/220px-Say_Say_Say_(album_cover_art).jpg "SAY SAY SAY")
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