Lyrics:
gotta sell her behind
Desperation makes her brotha get a little more bold
The circumstance gets deeper when it's damp and it's cold
So I spend my
fuckin' moron
Ruined any shot we had
To make the life we want
Bro shut the fuck up, I'm tryna sleep
You creep, sneak, one of those peeps
Anymore you need it
plaits in
This trap it ain’t just got cats in g it’s got jakes and snakes and rats in
Why am I gonna abide by the rules of the club when u inbreds don’t
m wè ou avèk li
Don't be a liar don't be a fake
If you hurt me now my heart's gonna break
Baby I love you make no mistakes
Gonna be with you whatever
baby girl slide slide slide
And I know that if we wanna make it, that imma have to try try try
So baby I apologize, if I ever make you cry cry cry
I put
We gone fly today, never too high to get by ( BY )
[ HOOK ]
Man, looky here don't it feel good when you treat people right?
Man, looky here don't
niggas, we gonna survive
What
(Don't shoot please, can't breathe
Officer don't shoot)
I got my hoodie and my mask on (please, can't breathe)
I got my
me
I'm in it for the long run
Baby, I ain't choosy
Need you by my side rollin
You Shaggy, I'm Scooby
Say we can make a movie
Oh girl you know it
I
Gonna party Iike it's Two Thousand and Nine
I feel like I'm ready to mingle
Mingle, mingle, ooohhh
Gon' pop bottles cause' I know I'm lookin' fly
You
this
Is this the end?
What’s the point of fighting at all?
When we are cursed by all our sins
I only ever did it for you
If i’m gonna be so honest
I
as humble as us.
Action man I’m the one for the stunts this ain’t 1 v 1 it’s a hunt so.
You’re gonna look dumb when I’m done make an MC my son for the fun.
Crack open a can of beans with the boys
B-E-A-N
Had beans for lunch and had beans again
I'm gonna make a scene when I spill the beans
I got beans
at the store
Like I'm in kashways
Right through the coat
Glick four five air that bitch out
Like I'm Popeyes
Smoke by the ounce
Shhh lil bro don't make no sounds
the blues like I am a smurf
Yeah, he in the Caddy, but he in the Hearse
Bitch, yeah, that switch gonna make it burst
Talk too much shit, he smell just like
freakshow doormat
Held in awe while growing fat in the head
This is where we all should see red
A big fat wet slab of red
And I see that it makes me anti
Your house is built upon a frozen lake you fool, pretty soon it's gonna have to fall through
It's all on you, it's all on you, it's all on you, all
your bitch drink my dairy, she a cow like "moo"
Smashing groupies on tour, aye I'm gonna steal your whore
I.D. her just to make sure before we fuck that
City boyz in the coupe we be riding
Shawty gonna buss it down how I like it
Ice up on my wrist they be shining
My drip got me wet they be calling me
it all can I see the water drip
Your botton lip you know
There's no need for luggage
All we need is lovin'
Nobody knows what we gonna do
We can do it
blood and songs are swords
Everybody should be able to afford
Home, food, and a job to work
We the people gettin' robbed
By these corporate jerks
I wonder
never thought I’ll get bitten by my own dawg
What the Fuck call the nurse that shit be eating me up
You know it’s killing me huh ?
That shit be
always paying, never make it
But you can't look back
I wonder if I'll ever get
To where I want to be
Better believe it
Yeah...
What am I gonna do
am I gonna do
My girlfriend's test turned blue
We tried to play it safe
That night we could not wait
No no, this can't be right
She said it
Based on our inhibitions man it's do or die
I know that many won't make it but I'm gon' make it
Heaven or hell is where we all gotta go
The decision is
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