Lyrics:
remember when I, k
Did it by myself so I don't ever pick my phone up
I got 20 million streams who gives a fuck about diplomas
Give a fuck about persona
Emcee
Pretty thing, better lace up
A-K-Double turn the bass up
I'ma take it to the bank like a paystub
Beats like this gon' fuck ya face up
Pretty thing,
Ghetto evangelist lyric distortions abortions
Of fortune shit shitting on your ASR 10 Sequence
Fucking up the disc
These be the words blow niggas
[Kurupt]
You know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high
Ready to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by
(whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work
Rover
Izinja k'phela mshana mes'fika k'yabonakala
Mes'thanda k'qala iParty eh
Asikho is'khathi sok'dlala, mina ngiy'thandela is'pani, k'yacaca ukuthi
the fire of fresh breath
I'm acoustic, a nuisance
Air in my lungs feeling punctured
I got grooves in me
I'm accosted, disgusted
Lumped by all my sums, it's
crawling up columns to stoke the fire of fresh breath
I'm acoustic, a nuisance
Air in my lungs feeling punctured
I got grooves in me
I'm accosted, disgusted
Killing me slowly, killing me slow
Killing me slowly killing me slow
You deceive me so well
I hang on by the blade,
But I still couldn't tell
That
STIR IT UP
By Jo.jayno (BMI)
Chorus
Let me see you stir it up, stir it up
Stir it up, flip it up, give me love
Let me see you stir it up, stir
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
mil' cash and tuck it, ooh
Big racks on me buzzin'
I walk up in Neimans, spend 10K just like it's nothin'
I hang with the demons, they don't play by
(Ay!) Donald Trump can catch a fade
Oh my God I need a raise
In the hood like triple K’s
I really got the sauce
You see the A1 dripping off of my
the shits so ruthless
I hit up Kontrabandz on the beat for acoustic
Block out baby girl, and the world
You my second love (first comes music, ooh)
Krayko
of peach fuzz -- his hopes may be the same
But he's signed up as a soldier out to play the music game
There are fake patches on his jacket -- he's used
down
Common Sense is in your town
I said come on, y'all, get live, get down
Common Sense is in your town
I stagger in the gatherin'
Possessed by
,
100k,
I just need 100k,
100k
I just need a 100k,
100k
Written by: Darrell Caldwell • Randy Sanchez
100k • Drakeo The Ruler • Dont Tripp
Released
it hot (skrrt), there go them people
Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto'
End up in Ms. Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch
it hot (skrrt), there go them people
Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto'
End up in Ms. Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch
of love, no lie
Appreciate you more, as time goes by
When it's truly true, it don't die
I see you in L.A., I see you in NY
I see you in the A, I see you
rock and roll the acoustic guitar
Was the only way I had of becoming a star
I knew it recognized and traveling around
But they won't play my record in
on acoustics
Run for your gun 'cause I'm waxed, I be ruthless
N-E-Z-I, triple D, I stay up on the chrome, 24s like T.I
Soldier in my city like a motherfuckin'
ain't before
Back me up y'all
Gon have to call the K-9 unit to
Come and get my dawgs off of y'all
Call the K-9 unit
You can't stop me no
Call the K-9 unit
stay bloody
A couscous, stay in da tree, acoustic bark symphony
She wriggle like anemone when I'm up in her energy
How they move too fake, you a enemy,
building up
Like a volcano
Silhouettes of dual acoustics
Lean in place
Before closed curtains
But now they're open
And I can't recall
The last time that
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