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handle me foreal
Just be so intimidated by my bossy sex appeal
And my flow so tight
Riding beats cause I don't walk
Making niggas pipe down
Cause he see

skillet
And I provide you a ticket to visit your creator
My little mini-mes can't eat a favor
My sweat and toil ain't for the love of labor
I live by

Stressed out
Resort to drinking n fucking n singing
Smoked out
By myself so now I'm overthinking
Broke down
Feel like the worlds out to get me
I'm

Make my own breakfast or lunch
If I like to


How does this day go by
Now there are no reasons why
Or
Excuses
It's up to you
It's up to you to decide

thumb
Say Jesus come, say Jesus come
Left wheel and tun and trample the grung

From the begging of time, thou shall not be afraid, oh no
For the terror by

day feel your tempo
I'm standing by your window
Me I no fit to let go
I'm down for you baby
Like Woah
Me i day feel your tempo
I'm standing by your

I refuse to watch the news
It's oh so glum
Bum-ba-de-dum
They all say you gotta stay informed
Oh lord, bum-ba-de-dum
They say get real, girl
But I'll

my friends and I know their girl, hey
They wanna turn my floor on girl
I wanna make you the best dancer I live
Come sit by my side, I won't touch your

It's like I still can't believe that I found you
Trust me baby, can't nobody do it like you do
Always keepin' calm, you don't let bums change your

listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear

buss
We really came up from nun
I can't fuck with no bum
I ain't from Philly, I could show you how to crack a bell
Aye, get that dope sold before it

dziś z moim bratem w powietrze
Lecą w różne miejsca by przynieść mi kiedyś plon
I uwierz gdziekolwiek spadną tam mogę stawiać mój dom

Nie czuję żadnej

dziś z moim bratem w powietrze
Lecą w różne miejsca by przynieść mi kiedyś plon
I uwierz gdziekolwiek spadną tam mogę stawiać mój dom
Nie czuję żadnej

The back, the front
Look at the side to side 
The side to side

No you can't get with this 'cause we matched on Tinder
Karaoke time, sing a song by

Der Stoff ist lupenrein, diese beiden shooten Blei (Bum, bum, bum)
Alles gut, solang' ich nur auf meiner Route bleib'
Obststand Stufe drei, bin vom

Yo, I know I ain't buggin' and shit
And yo, O, what up?
Strange, my head sound like
Batman just got poisoned or somethin' by his old lady

Living a Lie

Cam'ron

Killa Season

2006

So what ya life like?
Mine type nice like come off the white ice,
You bum ass night fights! killa!

[Chorus]

Ayo I'm proving this, you losing

The Pros

Daddy O

Strictly Hip-Hop Reggae Fusion

1989

thinking the same thing 
Well I was approached by a whole damn group of them 
Rhyme thieves, biters, and bums 
Took me kind of light, said they wanted

by jsi mohl bejt Smokе
By jsi mohl bejt Smoke (Guru)
Tak vidím ten pop, by jsi mohl bеjt Smoke
By jsi mohl bejt Smoke (Guru)
Oheň a kouř jako

and nuts magazine 

You read the Sun 
And have a saggy bum 
Everyone can tell 
You're a lorry driver 

Trucker man 
You crunch the miles to make a dollar

moving you ain't done shit
Now that some bum shit
We on that dumb shit
Tryna getting poppin' never stopping with that fun shit
Got 'em only talking 'bout

i saw her bum bum bum
(hmm!)

By the look of things we're gonna be here till the break of dawn

Oooh, should i stay

Should i go

Should i run o 

I

Wciąż ziomek jestem tu
Robię w bani wielki bum
W oddali słychać tłum
Bo ja jestem tylko swój

Aj jest tyle spraw
Którymi chciałbym się podzielić
Od

You would not know it if you seen it
We can live anywhere but we'll never leave it
We do what we want, never need a reason
And we call it Bum Fucked