Lyrics:
up in this sixteen
My dream works like you fit it on the big screen
And I ain't got it all figured out
That's what I figured out
Could've made a quick
And then I was taking the pictures
but the exposure thing wasn't right
and I was going to call Fred or Gerry
to find out how to get set it
I was too late
And then I was taking the pictures
but the exposure thing wasn't right
and I was going to call Fred or Gerry
to find out how to get set it
I was too late
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
Inside Out
Copyright Paul Day 2006
Considered a Makshow project but in fact the album 1+1=2 was the first home recorded and produced album by Paul
recording
Beau said he’d send more details later as he was in session
And now that the album is slated to come out soon I’m curious again
Also Jessica Pratt’s
own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don't see a snatch and grab
They
boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some)
I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point
be surprised when you find out yo buddy fake
When they ready to kill you, they'll set up a date
You'll be closin' yo eyes like you meditate
Better be
on
Tuck it by the waist like thick bitches putting a skirt on
Oh, ima country ass thug ass nxgga
It is what it is fuck what it was ass nxgga
Raised
know many pose a perfect picture Secretly they hoes
All that time you spent on writing it but you not Living by the code
I can't stop the cooking; album
And he's still so delusional
Stooping low as burials at funerals
Fuck the fame, dropped an album
Dipped with the recoupables
My hoodie up, hide my
or the park We can hang out after dark
Let me switch the rap up Here we go
Do you know someone who's loving you? No, I'm not the only one
That got the dreams
out your mouth or your ass getting kicked
Yeah I saw you at the park you a pussy ass bitch
And you keep talking down imma punch you in your shit, yeah
I
when the rents due
Yet thankless if things do improve
And nobodies moved by what you’ve been through
It's all about the groove the publics into
We was
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
to nourish the children, the monsters that consume them starve
So MacArthur Park is generally considered by experts to be the worst song ever
While it's bad,
I'ma get shorty
Devito
Pause, no TiVo
Threw that ass back
Now I'ma swing low
Hit it till I knock it out the park
Bambino
Travel down under
Let her play
over right here, to the right
Pull over, pull over, pull over, pull over
Aight, look look, park right here
I'm ma be out it'll be like 30 minutes tops
the valet to park the Lambo'
Where he park the Jag'
My niggas back to back
Pour up the D'usse for my niggas gone
Know you had a taste of this life
But you
Dun Deal, C4, fuck nigga
Niggas drop salt and rice
Fuck 'round and hop out 'Gatti
4 Bombs Baby, brrr
Dun Deal, ay, Migos
Know what I'm sayin
like a orphan
Why did they start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like clark kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly
trenches with the crack, swallow dope, shit the sack
If you frontin' it, come back, if I front, you bring it back
Turn a bird to a Benz, park a Benz by
never gonna move out of Jacksonville
I'm livin' in fuckin' Hollywood"
Hmm, you know this is my first, uh, rock slash rap album
So, it's kind of new for
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