Lyrics:
don't know the names
See I get paid to perform one song
And you pay money to perform one song
Karaoke I'm not okey
My balls to big but I'm so lowkey
No
woulda knew the beach houses and wild parties
Jezebel's and Stella McCartney's
For years, all that, how could I not be dead
This old German, said I was
And one by one each woman he kiss
(He kiss her and she gon' fall in love)
Stokie's just Stokie, you know?
(Stokie's Stokie)
Till someone shows that they
name's McCartney
Mom said 'can you grow up,' I said 'maybe, only partly'
I might get a Bentley Coupe the same color as Barney
She like 'baby, just don't
Patty's working, but she's watching the clock
She's in the back room counting stock
And down in a warehouse out by the dock
Jesse's lifting crates
tonight
I hope you have a good time tonight
London, it's Louise Wilson's birthday tonight
An inspiration, not lead instruments
I'm the lead instrument, but
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
joor-joor-joor
I'm Seun Kuti when I'm smoking (w)rappers
Whether white or brown I really do spit raw
Alaye joor-joor-joor
Jesse Jagz you're my buddy,
I couldn't
I'm smoking rappers
Whether white or brown, I really do spit raw
Alaye joor joor joor
Jesse Jagz you're my buddy
I couldn't do this in a hurry
But
out all them other dudes I don't
Then one by one they started comin' over to perform
And someone played "Temptation" on kazoo
Nellie got as naked
[verse 1]
Did you ever have a girl and you thought she was it
To find out in the long run she ain't even shit
Dress her up nice, sport her all over
is my year, I just gave you a warning
And I'm wit' Jesse, you know he go in
Yeah, I don't got time for emotions, yeah
I speak to that bitch, she
, just wanna tell you "Bye"
Not a lie, want you to
Hold me tight at night, yeah
Got a bad one, nah, can't call her my friend
She asked if we forever, that
pass away
And you know that for my brother catch a grenade
Sometimes I can die
One time I'm gon die
Better not change my shit
Switch my flow
Counting my
lovin' that bitch she average, I do the dash and shit
You cannot fuck with my savages, Givenchy my fabric
She sucked my dick 'til I passed out (pass out)
This is the fourth by the four
'Please, Please Me', 'With The Beatles'
'Hard Day's Night' that's three
Now'beatles For Sale'
The young men
don't get hit by the bolt of lightning
Striking you down 'cause you're fronting
A dead leader can't tax your mind
Therefore he's not a threat to your
of
Sounds like this
Or you know
That sort of thing
I started
Sort of tapping
It annoyed the crap
Out of
My fourth-grade teacher
Ms. Frechette
She was
side of my heart
What you gonna do for the role
Girl you gon ride for the part
You got a beautiful soul
I feel like I'm Jesse McCartney
She wanna go
of my heart
What you gonna do for the role
Girl you gon ride for the part
You got a beautiful soul
I feel like I'm Jesse McCartney
She wanna go to my home
of my heart
What you gonna do for the role
Girl you gon ride for the part
You got a beautiful soul
I feel like I'm Jesse McCartney
She wanna go to my home
Jesse?
You can take the die way
When it comes to that temper
I can light the fuse
I’m not tryna throw down
Unless you’d like to lose
Skin your smoke wagon
the girl next door
Did what Daddy told her but she wanted more
She wasn't satisfied with the life she's livin'
Then jesse looked to find a different scene
she does must she
Do everything? She's not
Hiding anything look at her
She literally isn't hiding anything it's all
There for you to see do
Some
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