Lyrics:
destroyed
I love you
I hate you
Don't know who you are
My everything to nothing
Now I cry with the stars
The moon won't shine like it did by you're side
Oh
a puzzle, gone take some finesse, but it's always some stairs, if you taking the steps, do ya job, never change on the set, you'll be rich by the end
the killer
Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh
This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shit
The roll with Easy Rider and they ain't
pissy little cousin
Suckers are crabs, I grab 'em all by the dozen
You think you're hard with them hats and all that black on
You're not scarin' the X,
if you Heard
What wi say, God Know
We Still listen to the Great Bob
Marley Ya'll
But them Released the Chain
Still Dem a use Dem Brain
Bg : Yes Yes Dem
the racket
More rappers talking shit like they giving back
To the city they were backin'
But they are lackin'
Took the trapping money to pay the Maybach
How's
Lyrics:
1. Lookout folks there’s a big new game
For damned Republicans who know no shame
All the world’s troubles are caused by Libs
Says Fox News
Smokes on pizurp, we sipz on syzurp
Get it by the 8, by the pint or by the kizurp
Some might take ya high or a down or a bizurp
Whatever you can stand,
See, people are all equal
Smiles are front and behind me
Swim in the deep blue sea corn fields sway lazily
All smiles all easy
Where ya from, what ya
my blunt gotta 3'm, I hide tha trap phone from my BM
I got ya lil bitch in my DM, we fucking from AM to PM, we drill on da opps when we See'm
Yeah
ya
Bob
Did you feel this way when you fell in love with Jean
Ohhhhh look
I've felt that way lots of times
The trouble with you is
You don't seem
(Bound to get lucky!)
She got a cousin named Shanee who loves to play
Doin' it "My Way" like Usher Ray
All day
Sittin' by the "Dock Of The Bay".
You a fool for this one Twan
This dedicated to the ones who love me and the ones that hate me at the same time
I'm not a rapper I'm a game spitta
with it
[Chali 2na]
Yo, deform with it
The way we perform wit it
You gon' get it
Your rebuttals are long winded
The song ended
If you satisfy
The revolution will not televised
Distracted and lost by social media lies
This for the woke
Are you ?
Eyes wide shut
Keep ya down
Don't you dare
It's just Me against the world
Yeah I'm by Myself
Its me and my girl
I don't need no help
For someone Who's "irrelevant"
Y 'all give me lots
and yeast infections
Bleached blond hair, collagen lip projections
Who are you to criticize my intentions?
Got your subtle manipulative devices
Just like you
been
I say ca va bien
Your chick really playful she sliding my DM today
she go first coup on my PM when she comes by 10pm
For breath taking fast taken
flight
Shawty asking me why we only seeing at night
I told her baby girl you are the chick on the side
Before 21 now we savage
I’m still the one who’s
flight
Shawty asking me why we only seeing at night
I told her baby girl you are the chick on the side
Before 21 now we savage
I’m still the one who’s
doubt about it.
but it's 10pm clubs are open and they 'bout it, bout it
And I know all the world has to offer is obituary
but I'll kill myself if I play
at Fours where ya' chest at
Holes where ya' vest at roll with the best cats
[Bugz]
Who's that??? Who's that?
[Culture VI]
CULTURE VI!
[Chorus: Hystwise]
Yo, where the freaks at? Lookin' at me
You wanna see Black? Then jump on it
And to the chumps who think they might want it
I might spot your ride
Yo, where the freaks at? Lookin' at me
You wanna see Black? Then jump on it
And to the chumps who think they might want it
I might spot your ride
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