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that made the devil start smelling himself
That pride he had is the thing and the reason he fell
Like what would make somebody think they know more than
time
Life's a big old ride
Sit back and enjoy the vibe
We all want a teenage fantasy
Want it when we can't have it
When we got it we don't seem to want
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Well the children come back to see the old home-place
They don't see a thing that they like
The old well out back with its cool clear water don't
bills
I got em BIG mad
That’s just how they feel
I got a BIG bag
and I need it filled
Don’t got time for love
I just want a mil
Took a lot of Ls
And i’m
on heights, wishing for Nikes in different flavors
The age of Kane and Big Daddy, short-body Caddys
Uncles named Larry, that really never grabbed me
My
The pain in my heart is getting dosed by joy (what?)
We have no other boy but to bring the B-boy (uh, uh, uh)
There's nothin' on this earth that can
thought, by gosh… that was it. It was just love at first sight.
Narrator:
Not long after Alex and Tarcisia met, her family were able to move back into
and well I got down on my luck
And I got tired of just roamin' and bummin'
Around, so I started thumbin' my way
Back to my old hometown
You know I made
This is for my real hip hop fans
I, I want that real back, back when you would feel tracks
I, I want that, I, I want that real
I, I want that real
and they wanted to be helpful and supportive. And they would say things like you can always go back to your old job to add even more pressure. My mother
some words back
Branch out the struggle because I used to serve that
Keep a heavy sack, shit big like a bowling ball
Sleeping on the gang, next thing
to but can't help worry
Who she think is my successor
I want to date every single girl
That dance in Vanity Grand
Then take her back to her casa and fuck
under my house in a big old bag
And if he wants to come back then he can kiss my ass
And that is where i met you and you just saved my life
I don’t care
of the hood, everything wood
Look like a forest in the truck and I'm a put
Matchin' cassette
Big open deck, hardwood floors in that thing that connect
From
in front of me a big lump came in my throat
And my eyes watered like I had a bad old cold
A little sign on the back of the truck that read Giddyup go
Janine
She was thirty-two and I was only eighteen
She likes to freak, she's just a fiend
It really didn't matter when I saw her in jeans
I want to big
(uh-uh)
I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil' Weezy (Weezy, baby)
Switchin' it up
Fuck it put them things on the truck (yeah)
out to Kitty Hawk,
And see if the darn thing'll fly"
And that was good advice, good advice
Good advice costs nothing, and it's worth the price
I'm
Jumped out that Audi, big ring, no marriage
Hood, but my style from Paris
Twenty thousand, excuse me, I'm sagging
That's your hoe? Damn, you
tennis
Ha, they ain't ready for that shit
They ain't ready for that shit
Take it back, take it back like this
Yeah, all I do is rhyme
All I do is get this
Everyone wanna have a good time
Old school, let me bring it right back
Gun fingers in the air, that’s fine
We’ve got that sound
UK from LDN town
Get to know,
was before
That's why I share my thoughts, make them want encore
Still some people find it hard to believe
That a girl like me wants to rap and succeed
and captioned every audience
Everything I do gets B.I.G. like the notorious
Staying in my lane, no boundaries and it's obvious
That every minute I spit in
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