Lyrics:
different
So I can make 'em listen but I wanna tell
A story bout the way that I've been
Livin' take it back to 9-5 try to understand
The thoughts in a young
with one girl and five dudes
Best crew in the D, niggas best move
All you niggas gun sleep and your vest used
Niggas bluffin, bore me, nothin for me
story
You now know my name
You now know my story
You now know my name
Was the oldest of 5, no lie
Look, when I found out I was 9
What a surprise, now I
a meeting getting my ass kissed (no homo)
By a white man 'cause his daughter fuck with my ad-libs (uh-oh)
I done dropped dick in her friend, I'm like, "My
chances
I can do the mili rock for the masses
Learn to fly before this life passes
Moonwalk I'm the coloured Michael Jackson
Eksom get the whole room
and you flexin' with eighty
In the house like I’m Corey, I'm tellin' my story
I been through the storm n the shit really tore me
I’m sick over shorty
Got
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
Membaca itu jambatan ilmu
Bridging cities pastu kau kaji liriksku
Jadi ku freestyle satu album
Makan sarapan baca menu
Coming to America Eddie and Arsenio
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
a hodit si provaz
Nikdo nepochopí, co se skrývá v mojí hlavě
Rozchody a poděly nejdou vymazat snadno
Že by si můj život zvládal? No, tak ho veď za mě
Zažij
bro, Jackson
By the time you get home, you be hearing this
We be rolling and dog we gon' be
On our King of New York shit
Do the King of New York dance
Feels like I'm stuck inside a maze
But there's no dead ends just graves
I come from dead ends surrounded by graves
Some of those graves are my mates
tight
She ain't caught an attitude yet
So I might let her spend the night
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Police got me on the run
'Cause they know we movin' by the ton
to me
I survived the forty-five
Left the glass in the street
Now you've heard the story bout the hectic night
Despite the horror story, it's an epic sight
Tratan entre 5 y no pueden pararme
Cb estoy high
No los veo desde acá arriba
Cb stand by
Mi bro im too nice
Bitch I feel like Mike
Tratan entre 5 y no
flaw, how are bitches callin' me a clown
When you're the one with five pounds of fuckin' make up on
But I ain't playin' soft, y'all the ones who paints
Every night at 5 o'clock
Dinner on the table
Five kids waiting to say grace
On our best behavior
Then dad would take the first bite
And the stories
for...
Play me some Jackson and Straight, some Junior and Jones
I'm pouring out my soul with every last shot of Patron
Take me to Amarillo, like red
v nejakej lotérii nechcem ani vedieť čo je jackpot
A nevravte mi že tam niekde není lepšie miesto
Náhoda? Že na mesiac sa cúva ako Jackson
Zapálených
guilt cause you ain't to blame
They tapped into minds, it's all by design
5 second clips and unlimited pics
Can't keep your focus for more than a minute
Manson
Since I been getting Racks like Terrione Jackson
He can't see through the tint on this coupe when we passing
Five percent, never pull up like
And that's for sure, positively
That's what the world is made of
So give me more L-O-V-E, love
Love is a walk down Main street (oh love)
Love is an apple
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