Lyrics:
Pit done started a revolution
Now all they wanna do is follow, follow
But chill i went from tia servin me
Meals to makin a meal
So fuck with your deals
think it's the Gospel
And whats even amazing is my sense of mission and ambition i cant be stopped by your hatefull comments
Aon need you consent.
think it's the Gospel
And whats even amazing is my sense of mission and ambition i cant be stopped by your hatefull comments
Aon need you consent.
interrupt
Hit you girl by mistake nigga, wasn't even in my plan at all
I told homie I hit it there, these niggas wanna be planned all
Knowing that girl is
forgetti omo nu wai
Over here Papaye no be fried rice.
This is how I Engineered my thoughts
Was thinking masters even when
I had a demo mind
Your
turn it up yo
(Yo, Cudi, you wanna get in on this?)
Cudi: yeah, It's whatever, man
Asher: I think I got
Somethin' special for you, too
(You want me
lie, oh
I like you, gal, in particular
Can I see your particulars?
I been screening you like una pelicula
So b-b-baby, let's stir it up, yeah
I
call
Super wanna be near us
Victoria's Secret got
The very same address
All that I want
And I wanna off your dress
Let me savor what I got
'Cause you got
you've done
I'm by your side
And so I hung out and I was ready to meet her
At the bus station
It was raining but I didn't care about this tho'
And I
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
Ahh beat by jayy yes aahhhh
Jhe jhe jhe jhe
Jhe jhe jhe jhe jhe jhe
Jhe jhe jhe jhe
Concept sing the song
I'm a lover girl i no be fighter
Louis
inside
Feel the breeze blow by, I'm getting' you high
Bob Nesta said it best, everything will be all right
Introspect, connect the sects and let this
I just wanna say
I love y'all
Stay strong fam
Дякую за спогади, Бобрівко
Another year in the books, gotta be grateful
Glad I partook cause Bob be
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)
You are... you gotta tell me something... I
em in a early grave
Light em up like birthday cake
I know these motherfuckers fake
To them i cant relate
I dont know how i create (them)
Ya'll wanna be
Protected by Viper
When I rock the hoop yo, you'd better decipher
In other words you'd better make a funky decision (whoo)
'cause I'm a be a Shaq knife,
the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna
I loved to multiply
And I told my nigga Big I'd be multi' before I die
It's gonna happen whether rappin' or clappin' have it your way
Cause if
I'm so cold, I'm so cold
I don't wanna be stuck off in this cold cold world
Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me girl
Let
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
Protected by Viper
When I rock the hoop yo, you'd better decipher
In other words you'd better make a funky decision (whoo)
'cause I'm a be a Shaq knife,
Protected by Viper
When I rock the hoop yo, you'd better decipher
In other words you'd better make a funky decision (whoo)
'cause I'm a be a Shaq knife,
vertebrae
Now your head won't bob
Too bad
Every time I rap
They be like, Who dat
Every time you rap
They be like, Mute that
Move back
You trash
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