Lyrics:
feel the need... Well you to want it as bad...
I spend my money on a purchased it do mean where it's at... Nothing to clearance it's me wearing...
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gathering
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gathering
goes there
What a show, the Barry Williams show
What a show,
Dysfunctional excess
Is all it took for my success
The greater pain that they endure
what about the old matron
As she sits by the fire?
William, keep your heart, she said
Keep up your heart and do not fear
It's seven years or even more
with
Frank Sinatra's big band by my side
It's an unavoidable cliche
I wish it didn't have to be that way
Because I love you is what I'm trying to say
But
most men were awake
Sweet William said he was troubled in his head
From a dream he had last night
He called his weary waiting maids
By one, by
He had folks all scared to death, when he walked by they all held
their breath
He was a fighting man, sure enough
Now Bill got himself a wife,
In the Scottish slums of Edinburgh lived a horrid pair
Two Irish immigrants named William Burke and William Hare
They ran a squalid boarding house
goes there
What a show, the Barry Williams show
What a show,
Dysfunctional excess
Is all it took for my success
The greater pain that they endure
through my headphones
Money long, number one twenty years strong
Fuck a gym, I am him, Andre Young
G5's to 6-4s, Dre got 'em
If the bitch bad I got her
through my headphones
Money long, number one twenty years strong
Fuck a gym, I am him, Andre Young
G5's to 6-4s, Dre got 'em
If the bitch bad I got her
Had the whole town scared to death
When he walked by, they all held their breath
He's a fightin' man, sure enough
And then Bill got himself a wife,
Had the whole town scared to death
When he walked by, they all held their breath
He's a fightin' man, sure enough
And then Bill got himself a wife,
As we rode on out to Fennario
As we rode on out to Fennario
Our captain fell in love with
A lady like a dove
And called her by a name, pretty Peggy-O
won’t let go of you
You might have the Hank Williams Blues
Lord when you got ‘em
You know by the pain
You’re hitting on rock bottom
Out in the pouring
In cuttin' and haulin' in frost and in snow
We're up against troubles that few people know
It's only by courage and patience and grit
And eatin'
And I'll go get it by any means, rain, winter, summer (comin' down off it)
Legend in the making (like I'm Billy Williams)
Want it, I'ma take it (like I'm
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gathering
flip, we re-up, get back to the shift (stupid)
Money over bitches, nigga, stick to the script
DJ Clue
Yo, they call me William H. (H) the all-time
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: Gonzalez Erick , Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Dèja
Said you done lived that life,
(Hey)
Tell me
Yo (damn) Young Buck where my money at man
My niggas is playing what nobody
In here but you, spyder and Mase
There's supposed to be three
Hundred
Wake up, fresh
Crease, jeans
Get to the fucking money
Roll up, smoke
Pour up, drink
Right back to the money
Pull up, stunt
Turn up, leave
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