Lyrics:
all witches in throw'em in ditches
if you front to this you just kit stitches
down with the rumpeltil and I love the redskinz
should I begin trancept by
(See you when the sun come up)
I guess I'll catch you in your dreams
I guess I'll catch you in your dreams
(Out here wil'n don't give a fuck)
(See you
I miss you more
Caught off guard by your favourite song
Oh, I'll be dancing at a funeral, dancing at a funeral
Sleeping in the clothes you love
here
Life ain't been the same for me
Lately I miss you very much
I want you to hear my pain that I go through (go through ...)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland
(Whoa)
Suited with a suit case and ahhh few stacks
If you gon beg then maybe I'll choose ya
Baby I'll warn ya I may be a bruiser
Don't feel like ur
raised you, bitch
Birdman got an army, Birdman got a navy
And Cash Money can't save you
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work goin'
Cause I'ma
Lake Charles, baby
Yeah, Louisiana raised me
I got it up out the mud
I'll be damn if I let you take it
pathetic the way they hatin
Keep it
I'll kill a n***a just like KD, I'll dunk a n***a just like I'm LeBron.
By myself I swear to God I'll put it on, Im the sun that came in after
We're busy makin' 'em,
Busy makin' 'em
Just for you!
Yoo-hoo-hoo!
Very efficient. miss snodgrass!
And with that.
Gregcery turned
And strode nonchalantly
on edge
Deep breath
Left hanging by a thread
Yeah, I've been a little on edge
I'm a mess, you've heard it said there's no rest for the wicked
I'll be
the case, I'm on the job
Don't like to chase, Charles Shwab
You set the pace, Girl, it's no prob
Can't believe what I am seeing every day when walking by
Got
to the moon and if you don't believe I'll bring you moon rocks
I've been watching and a G's shocked
You the girl I want, the cherry on top
So let's get together
say that it's joy tears
But no it's a war cry
Got bumps and bruises
I'll be all right
I know that it's sad to say
But I miss your pretty brown eyes
Thugs, met Young Thug to a grown thug
Bone a bitch like PornHub
She gon' miss me like Uncle (Charles?)'S blood
M squeeze, I just lick 'em off
M-d, all
of them too
Were ushered in by Old Doc Brown
When we made our first debut
Tho' he needed his dimes and there were times
That he'd receive a fee
He'd
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
and you're by my side
Going out of mind
Cause I don't wanna miss you
Miss you when you're gone
Ignoring the signs
So I can be with you
With you from now
here
Life ain't been the same for me
Lately I miss you very much
I want you to hear my pain that I go through (go through ...)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland
here
Life ain't been the same for me
Lately I miss you very much
I want you to hear my pain that I go through (go through ...)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland
mom man, charles remember we used 2 ride
by my moms house? 2 the point where a nigga,
i'dnt even hav 2 tell u nigga if u was drivin 2 drive
by my moms
If I could stick my hand in my heart
Spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy you
Would it slide on by you
Would you think the boy is strange
boom that’s what you hear out the rpg
There is no such thing as flexing on me
I’ll get what you have times it by three
Got to stay high like Charles
life on a dirty brown piece of Berber carpet.
Dick's dentures on the ground chattering.
His toupee being carried off by the squirrels
Never talk bout my bros
I'm never gon doubt my goals
I'll never laugh at your pain
Cus I never got by my ghosts
But in the same light
Ima go hard for
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