Lyrics:
when it all started
Couple years later you left me cold hearted
I just wonder is this love like Bob Marley
She done left me with her venom like Tom hardy
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
that's 3D
I wake up with a bad bitch by my side
Last night, I was so drunk, I felt high
Last week, I was so high, I felt drunk
I got a bitch so bad, I
Have it lookin
Like marry
Pussy niggas tom
Rat niggas
Be Jerry
Two bad hoes
We out
By the
Parry
Get to the cheese
I ain't talkin
Bout dairy
Fly over
Rap battle bob the Builder!
Versus! Bob Ross!
Begin!
Hey! The iller builder's arriving
To light a rhyme
Hey! Been redesigning bridges and
Houses
full of poachers
Eating off the culture like vultures
Dark night, living in a world full of jokers
Counterfeit friendships, forced me to lead the life
listen
All these wrongs inside is written
Cole died and god I miss him
Every night when I cry he listens
Smile with the sad
Take the good with the bad
opasok aj backpack
10 litrov kokot som pustil na tom Bape-e
Preveď mi cash hneď (bež preč)
V Košiciach ma ohovára riaditeľka banky
Zdravím pani ****ová
Aké
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
ulíc jak dealer
Predávam hudbu do ulíc jak white
Hore som celú noc, idem all night
Za rap chcem peniaze, sem mi ich daj
Idem na výlet, bookujem flight
viel Spaß!"
Takeshi, Yamaha, Sushi-Bar, Hongkong
Kung Fu, Honda, Mit'subishi, Tom Tom
Hyundai, Kawasaki, Shanghai, Nippon
Shaolin, Samurai, Karaoke,
the back I give em' they own land (Land)
Party by the pool I give em' they own xan, man
I'm living the sauce life (Sauce)
Bad bitches on me they want me up
ako sú veci bad
Pôjdeme domov a navaríme jesť
Dáme si komediu z 2003 a sex
Hej
Uuuuuuuuuu
Uuuuuu
Uuuuu
Uuuuuuuuu uuuu uuuu
Hej bejb
Ty vieš že tom ten
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry: (to thing-fish)
Anything you say, master! take me, I'm yours!
night
That I could be with his presence
On that porch with the light
That would always flicker
I could tell towards the end he getting sicker
From
reprogrammed by strobes
I want answers sherlock holmes
I want pussy that I call home
I don't want a night in paris
I want a lifetime in rome
I want cash up front
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)
Steve vai
Jose, was varsity and how he could fly Derry Dee Derry Doe
Whiskey said to Bob-O, Jay, let's slow down that guy. Derry Dee Derry Doe
Something bad was
night
I got the morning blues
Hurt so bad
Honey come and love me
They're the worst I ever had
Well, a nickel's worth of grease
And a dime's worth
(Reuel, stop playing with these niggas)
Aye
Brown skin, cute face, she a bad bitch
Shawty slim thick, lil' waist, real savage
Gettin' chicken,
shit embedded in my mental
I feel hella different
Convos, FaceTimes, late-night calls
Real love, good pipe, she can get it all
AJ, catch me if I ever
up thirty slips
If you kick me a BOA it'll never clip a1
Hey shit lit by the way new whip by the way new bitch by the way a1
I'm going bad at the box
Something about the way
That you, give it to me
Everyday and night
I want you by my side
No be lie
Baby you day blow my mind
When I travel overseas
I will buy
Ay yo, this that shit you bob your head to
This that brand new instrumental
I heard he put his city on
That boy Kells so influential
Success got
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