Lyrics:
night that plug, for the trillest
See my momma cry too many tears
And we been broke like too many years
It ain't too many kids, a couple homies,
himself to Glyde)
How can the good Lord take my love away?
Far too young far too good
I have to face forever all without my wife
There's no describing my
where we live but without you here honey it ain’t a home
There may be rings on our fingers
But we’re Married Alone
Kiss me goodbye for worse or for
take it all (Tell me how you do it)
No you can't, slow me down
Too fresh, young will got jazz samples
Follow ups fuck around get dismantled
Uncle
Young nigga clocking out
While she clocking in
Free all of my ops they be checking in
Ya boy 26 now with a metal chin
A devilish chin i ball like
corners
And was even a little too young for me
Tall and shy and crafty
He was oh so scholarly then
Got married later on
Had a child by the name of Julian
Over high mountains not too far away
Is a valley I'm longin' to see
There lives a maiden who wants be mine
But her family cares nothin' for me
Her
motherfucker with a hard-ass rap
Too $hort cold comin' up
Say a rap, homeoby, get the mic out your butt
Be a man if you can, cause it might get worse
You be
marry Nettie
She a sweet young girl
She too young
She's the cutest thing
In this whole world
She gonna be a teacher
Picture me in
A young couple once happily married
Was born and raised and died right here in Shreveport
And today it will be where he's buried
As a young boy he tended
(ooh-whoa-ooh)
Taking off for that cash like torpedo (yeah)
And your pockets too tight just like a Speedo (ayy)
I already got a lot, what I need more for?
pockets
Bitch if I stamp it I'm standing, I live by it
Baby I'm a star, engine push to start
Switching out the bezel, brand new Audemars
Bro don't look too
If loving you is wrong
I don't wanna be right
If being right means being without you
I'd rather live a wrong than right
My mama and daddy say
Prayer changes things
Now I was in a real bad abusive relationship
Knowing that, that was no way for me to live
A young girl like me, raised up in a good
of pocket
I got too much sins
Other bitches in my wallet
I got too much sins
All these demons I can't stop it
I got too much sins
Hey, hey
So we rumble, young
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
Might spend a little time with
A bitch let her know
I'm married to the dope, I live the Thug Life
Born in the ghetto as a street thug
Labelled as a cop
Showers. Homie I Married Lush And Gorgeous, Paid Homage To Both By The Hour. All Tribute Too My Grind Acknowledgement, It's My Time, Everyday I Salute
If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right
If being right means being without you
I'd rather live a wrong doing life
Your mama and daddy say
If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right
If being right means being without you
I'd rather live a wrong doing life
Your mama and daddy say
If loving you is wrong I don't want to be right
If being right means being without you
I'd rather live a wrong doing life
Your mama and daddy say
If loving you is wrong, I don't wanna be right
If being right means being without you
I'd rather live a wrong-doing life
Your mama and daddy say
a brilliant twist of fate
Now let's hit those clubs that make this city famous!
My young ace is live, so I pull him aside
Let's rap face to face, hey yo meet me
Well I once could have married the king's third son
And a fine young man was he
But now I'm married to a house carpenter
And a nice young man is
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