Lyrics:
sellin dimes
Out my crack house, yeah that's crashed out
Let me catch that
Just like Stackhouse, kick ya back out
Have you mad vexed
Like you did your
these hoes with no guidance
I'm bout my cake but I don't care for surprises
I pull my weight
It's pressure on me like Biden
I'm really giant why you clash
And no, bitch, we don't feel you
Yo
I give life to the people that surround me
Not the quicker picker-upper, but I got a bounty
I can feel you breathin'
by
Got me goin' hard just to ease the stress (goin' harder)
Jesus piece, help remind me that I'm blessed
Ayy, I can't deny it, you don't wanna
left shoe
Chopping up rocks till he get through, but he trying to get a knot to impress you
Tell me what the hell is his purpose, putting diamonds all
Cos I love that rock'n'roll
Where has all that Rock'n'roll gone
Oh won't somebody tell me where?
'Cos it used to be when I was young
That you could
Hestosexual
Logics
Gnostix simplistic
Sorceras Oracle's visionaries mystics
Truth we don't twist it
Flip lids if you risk it
Blasting you dipshits
With five
all gone (All gone)
But I guess the jokes on me 'cause I'm back in L-O-V-E (I'm back in L-O-V-E)
And baby, that's all that matters to me (This what I
went to the bookings
Know how it go on the rock
They ain't want me to leave
He know a nigga from Brooklyn
Shoutout my O's in
The Bronx I ain't here with
a sugar daddy
Can’t pay ya rent
So acting naggy
Need child support
From your baby daddy
You gon twerk sum for little change
You don’t give a fuck what them
and dedicated semi under rated fuck it to me dated by a wip ass
You niggaz lick ass we blast gas pletal freak mass
Doin the Macarana over 2 pounds of hash
know we just naa stop
I got the groove to make you move, coulda never lose so everybody must approve.
I got the track to make you rock STOP! na hear me
them up
(Ooh la la la)
So watch me flex, uh
(Ooh ya ya ya)
I'm the one they're hating on
Used to pull up with the V8
Yeah, your daddy's R8
Used to get
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Yo, yo
Can I turn you on by my word spell?
Look into my eyes, think I want you, can't tell
Me, I keep it
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Yo, yo
Can I turn you on by my word spell?
Look into my eyes, think I want you, can't tell
Me, I keep it
the offering up out the church.
Putting in work spitting game on your Boo
Like when that rem and hennessy got me hurt
I'm tru
Taking everything you got with
the offering up out the church.
Putting in work spitting game on your Boo
Like when that rem and hennessy got me hurt
I'm tru
Taking everything you got with
I'm still here raising kids with my daddy shoes
I'm still here calling plays with the audible
Kill me when people tell me that they be still writing
I'm
(You better pray about it)
I don't know I don't know I don't know but God knows (What I look like, Jesus?)
If you ask me what's God think about this,
niggas hurt, cause you found a good dude
You make me feel great, you ain't never act new
Don't want no one else, all I'm wanting is you
Where you at, where
better by biting my lip
Before I can get to the door with my keys
I'm already deep and you pull me in deeper
You taste even sweeter
The drug I need
I wish
of the road, ha hah!
When you a dawg, you a dawg for life!
You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though
You don't hear me though, see'mon, see'mon!
shit and that's how it's gone be
Went got that money put V's in my teeth
I don't say I'm the G.O.A.T.
They just see it in me
These niggas ain't violent
Views from the 6, not no O.V.O
I got too much sauce, too much drip, watch me give and go
I done fell in love with this shit, I can't let it go
I done
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