Lyrics:
on a bitch and she say hell-no
Dunk my bags on a bitch
And give her PG's Tips
Got a girl? Tryna lips
Keep her off the footie pitch
You hate us cuz you aint us
barely make it, we got crazy cash
On the movie set me and my homie Baby Bash
Got your girl waitin to get her world shakin
At the Grand American givin
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
and the broken glass
I got good at keeping secrets
I just let those summers past
When they asked me for my name
I told them lies
Things aint been the same
Since my
the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang
I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun
And then you'll run
your hands off, hands off
Get your hands off my heart
Trying to keep myself together, but I'm losing my mind
Every second that I think of you
Girl you might want to be careful 'cause I'll steal you from your mister
My legs are pretty fast but my bicycle is quicker
I have very few aspirations
off good vibes today
She wanna talk they down to play
Shoutout my uncle call him Ray
I give it time before I say
Why you keep talking to me
I get it
the end of time"
Take these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again (until the end of time)
So I can fly (I can fly, I can fly, I
Ruthless, plenty of that and much more
So at the party, Ren is controllin the floor
That you step and do your dance routine
It ain't a dream my
a sigh that death threw
Taught myself and kept room
For my best, off the roof
Swung my hands, as her moods
Turned off day news
Turned off, they knew it's
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
besides rappin'
Only thing I did good was scrappin', until the end of time
So take these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again
a hard labor
Postpartum
Made him greater
Born into the streets
No one held my hand
But I had it handled
Momma took a plan b
Broken family
Now we we
Yo, see what I beleive is, uh huh uh huh, 808 needs a remix
Oh Babe, is it true that your girl don't do the things I do?
Are you missin' this love i
Holiday Inn,
Say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
Master Gee! My mellow!
It's on to you, so whatcha gonna do?
Well, it's
Sayonara
To the old meka. trying do it by His hands
See trust me it's useless
I am flawed and I'm a human.
I don't know what is best
I say that with my
learn the two degrees (uh)
Degree number one, keep your hon' off trees
Degree number two (what?), keep your girl 'round you
Never trust a girl, Lord
my past
(Aye)
I just keep my chin up smoke good haze, let it heal my brain real fast (Aye, aye, aye)
(Oo)
I abuse my medicine (Sin)
She poured me some
when I asked you
It just takes some time
(Sorry I'm choking, sorry I kissed you)
Little girl you're in the middle of the ride
(Sorry I'm broken, sorry I
I keep it cool, baby
Kid Cudi, riding the cuddy
As by the girls yeah they on scream love me
Double oh represent it til I'm finished
Ask bout GOOD
the crickets were singing and the rivers running wide, you need to keep your head in
The sky, I'm a hell of a guy, my heart's out of time, say goodbye
off the meter
Play towards regulate laws with heavyweight broads
Don't jock niggaz who floss, money ain't yours
Jealous of yourself, watermelon
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