Lyrics:
riding on E (no, no, n-no, no)
It's De La and Butta V (drive you crazy)
Yo, if you are what you eat
Some of you cats heads between your girl's legs
the World
And some girls said
I want to go to Hell
In a hand basket
And I can weave it too
But one day
He saw fairies dance
He saw them there
Was it by
Yo Victor roll me up one more bro
Ay we gotta hit up Wings with Kwon after this bro
Ay give me like ten minutes to punch this song out real quick
was AMG to
OK baby girl I see you
Texted me morning after 8
GM emoji sunny face
Said this is who you met the other day
Make sure you have this number
"What do you want?"
I want twelve more days of Christmas cause shit too much fun
Ugh this is so hard
I tried everything
Everything?
Yes, everything
Well
level up
I'm here to do it big, Amen
I'm here to do it big, Amen
We ain't here to play, every day life is like a maze
So we meditate, and we pray 'til we
v fire
And everybody knows that we don't fear fire
I'm standing on the stage and
I'm right near fire
Live wire play with fire til I retire
Always
What you think four fives and Porsches
More violence more guns and
More silence more hunger
More lines to snort on
Keep it coming I don't mind
On a Twixtmas night, party 'til the New Year's but it just feels so long!
Few days behind festivities, does it still count as a holiday song?
I'm
soldiers most definitely
So watch what you say and where you step more carefully
If I fall in the field and ain't no more air for me
Pour some on the ground
tight
She ain't caught an attitude yet
So I might let her spend the night
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Police got me on the run
'Cause they know we movin' by the ton
shit's sweet
Runnin' lip 'til she crashed the whip her pop bought her
The night before Christmas, all through the house
All you could smell was
on that Stevie Wonder now it's Frankie Beverly
I done seen days go crazy, time fly by
Maybe it was yesterday or maybe sixty-five
Peace then war, sworn
syrup 'cause it help me cope (sippin')
I'ma just let the pills do the work, I don't wanna think no more (think no more)
Got a girl holdin' me down, I
but she had her license taken away last week
When they start talking about UFO's we make our getaway
To the Atlantis Casino for more three days
Let's
No other name for you
Even though they call you by another, you were always my G
And you light up the room
Ever since the first day you were here,
the swiftness
If you think you're swift with the gift, Merry Christmas
Now stuff that in your stocking
I'm knocking 'em out the box an'
Knocking 'em out their
man Frankie, a rock the house
I can't forget Doo G, rock the house
And my man Cool V, a rocks the house why'all
Ah to the beat why'all, you don't
change your life baby, every day
And I know they gonna hate, they got nothing to say
Million dollar dreams from New York to LA
And Ima be a star, girl
a hobbit did
And I'm glad I stole your heart like a robber did
Yeah we gon' be alright, girl I promise this
Here's a shoutout to my day 1's
All the real
This ain't no skit young with swiper money first move had popped on I copped a fit
My girl deddy mad because I got more money and he sick
Even when it's
on the phone
Take a long time, we gon' get his ass gone
Dive by myself, I'ma rock V-Lone
Can't copy me, I can't be cloned
Your girl told me that you ain't shit
what kind of deal, just two days?
I need me at least 'bout four of them
More of them, more of you on me
On us, just tell me you want me, yeah
Monday
C'mon
[1] - I'm telling you woman
Why you calling me all day if you don't want nothing
If you keep calling me girl, then tell me something
(Tell me
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