Lyrics:
mufucka
'Cause this kid is worth a couple hundred grand mufucka
And I stand mufucka, never ran mufucka
I ain’t backing down I put that on my fam mufucka
I probably smashed every bitch that I passed in the club
And the last couple months was the worst
Cause I smashed all the trust
That I earned in
And gone for the rest of your dod' gone life.
Is it a whiskey night, or just a couple beers?
I mean what kinda' gone are we talkin' 'bout here?
Well, it's
me the furniture
Well divide the photographs
Go out to dinner one more time
Have ourselves a bottle of wine
And a couple of laughs
When first
stop that stop that
Now we trya get up in the club
Tryna tell me no cus we rollin' wit the thugs, got money bitch
So I flash a couple a dollars
Tell 'em
the thugs
(We got money bitch!) Until I flash a couple of dollars (Yep!)
Tell 'em we only want tables and we buying out the bottles
(Oh!) Y'all know the order
youths, both chuckle out.
Next couple on the house,
Next couple on the couch, swapping social coma rants,
Phobias and soldier doubts,
Jokes
a yin and a yang or a couple of pipe dreams
And it all boils down to the same old pain
Whether you win or lose isn't gonna change a single thing
I stood
back on the sofa in a puddle in a couple of weeks
Oh yeah
I can't tell what you're saying when you yell at the same time
You could be telling me
the life goes on
In a couple of years they have built
A home sweet home
With a couple of kids running in the yard
Of Desmond and Molly Jones
Happy
and he chews tobacco
And he cusses and he spits
She's been in love a couple of times before
But never quite like this
Next month it'll be those
and the future,
Oh Mammy dear, it's no fun over here
Livin' in America
Workin' like a madman morning noon and night
I need them couple of pints to make me feel
A little like Romeo and Juliet
And some other couple we ain't heard of yet
We're crazy and madly and deeply and truly and wildly and easy in love
Like me
something, Romeo?
I need a place to go where
I can stay forever
I can stay forever
Stay for a couple of days
You came in from the boulevard
Stay, then
Putting in work since a nigga thirteen
Sending niggas like yourself off in a hearse
See I won't hesitate to kill you wanna fill you with a couple of my
We met the couple in a restaurant in Dallas
They were twice our age and so much in love
Twenty years they were celebrating
Hand in hand they
whatcha say we go pickin' wildflowers
Got a spot way back in the woods
Sneak away for a couple of hours
You and me baby pickin' wildflowers
Hey baby mother
and raise some chicken and goats
I don't need tofu if I've got you to help me forget those buggers, oh
We'll forget our differences and live like a couple
M-M-Manu Productions grrah
Nigga, we never fucked wit' the opps
Couple my bros really died for the block
All of these drugs got me smacked
In
a perfect view
Couple acres with a creek cuttin' through
A little place to put down some roots
I see it all when I see you
When I see you
When I see you
Got us on a world tour and it never ends
Making moves, cashing checks, and I'm out the door
Couple bottles, fifteen hundred, yeah, it's on the floor
I've been living off scraps, I done sold a couple packs
I been smoking potent, sippin' slow, fuck you think I'm in it for?
I'm just tryna make a bag
embody yo baby father
Proud of couple rappers, they probably yo favorite artists
Fuck is all these charts? A lot of these niggas garbage
From D Block
right
You ain't right to say the least you're different
A couple quarts shy and a few screws missing
Bless your heart, look around
We're all
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