Lyrics:
cuff, baby that's a joke
Hol' on, huh, hol' on, huh
She like, "Sheff, you movin' too reckless"
Not your man, baby why you stressin'?
I only make her
Splish splash
Double bubble bath
Riff raff
Double C's on the dash
Big bands
Got the P's and the cash
New dance
Baby, lead me by the hand
could fly
Adrenaline killing them man I'm so live
Living yo life like the richest oh my
Anxiety coming you put it aside
All about money and power I lie
Planet drool
He try run game but lil baby i am no Fool
These niggas lame to me lil devul you So cruel
They say oh my god man why you so Cruel
Cause i don’t
fuck 12, I don't fuck with police anyways
Thirteen lost, boy
I'm dropping bands like everyday
Fourteen grams smell like sour
Mixed with lemonade
Said
Sanders, I got all the cash
Like I'm Barry Sanders, I run through it fast, bitch
How many times do I have to tell you old man, I don't speak broke
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
insignificance
i'm becoming it
oh, the modern man, prideful son and the family band
sam's girl's fully spread, i swear i'll laugh myself to death
dropping, I like all glow
That mean that we're balling reckless
On these keys everyday
Stupid bands got you straight
Bitches get in the hella gate
Man enough,
The purpose of a woman is to love her man
And we’ll paint by numbers
’Til something sticks
Don’t mind doing it for the kids
(So come on) jump
things you do, yeah, they do it for me
And oh, days go by, oh
Stealin' my breath like the night we met
And oh, I'm still fallin' for ya
Over and over
shooter thats Hitman, and I got the beam on me no Mega-Man
Shorty got dick breath think she need a peppermint
Smoking on earth, got water like element
Ay I gotta talk to just the two of you
Let's start a band, I can manage you and you
Take a fee percentage like a 22
And you can bet that when we
of the flies men
Coolin down a nigga pride men
Heavy bars like line men
Steal yo prize and act surprised man
Fuck a bitch throw her one night stand bands
Black
walls
And performed miracles
Jim Jones was a hell of a man
Jim Jones lead the Jonestown band
Jesus Christ save my soul today
I killed my cult and now I
didn't have the rent
Time for boy to become a man
Get paid was the master plan
Started juggin for them bejamins
First lick for a couple bands
Flipped it
the tool lay my head by the pump
Hang with yo bitch got my hand on the cunt
Her man tryna run up left a hole in his lung
Smoked like a j hit that boy with
The sights and sounds of the parade ground and the soldiers at their drill
And the band played on
And the soldiers marched along
And they sang the Sweet
(oi), a bloody dying man (oi)
Haji was alone (oi) and abandoned by his band (oi)
Trevor was there fading (oi) and still so full of hate (oi)
When
now I'm not sure
Punk rock was cool, I remember it then
But it could never ever happen again
That Bizkit band, man they sure went Limp
Just like
On Bettis Ford, made eighty bands
I just had to pay for my freedom
Had to break it down just to be a free man
Breakin' twenties off a whole brick
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