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My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
as day
20/20
I give her that dick
She running
To go tell her friends
About it
She geekin
Gon tweet about it
Can feel when she thinkin' bout it
Sure enough
the Transatlantic, the damage deep as agua is
Nah, this ain't my strap, this my partner's shit
Baby, where I stay, we all be sharin' guns like Sasuke
Tell baby I
People Tell You Stop, Or Don't, Or No
I Wanna Go On A Show, I Wanna Go On A Boat, I Wanna Take Note's
I Don't Wanna Live Life Fast, I Wanna Take It Slow,
chat to me
So w'appen Dre? Tell me wah di fuck ah gwan nuh
Creepin' down the back street on D's
I got my Glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
No
chat to me
So w'appen Dre? Tell me wah di fuck ah gwan nuh
Creepin' down the back street on D's
I got my Glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
No
feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her, "Hey, what's good?
"Sorry I'm
All of the blessings wey dey come my way
Erima, jẹ ka jọ ko po tua
Make you no go relent (no go relent)
The you ju'badi improper
Shey you want
Something's gotta give
Check, check
Yeah, nahmsayin'?
Harri' homes, uh, Martel homes, Carver homes, Techwood
Martin Luther King (uh), Bankhead
By the content of their character
Son or daughter
Sister or brother
I have a dream today
Martin Luther King Jr
That's what the true American leaders
me cause my vision 2020
When I slide by he gon tell me Ogini
Cause I’m sitting on a milli, a trilli, billi
Cause I’m the baddest in city
Niggas wanna be me
finna vibe out
Thought about her low key, should I fuck her 'fore I leave?
Turn to Martin Luther King, gotta let me know now
Girl that pussy
pay homage
Classy gotta smile that's by anymeans, switch up on the style that's by anymeans
Remember youngin starving use To dream of Aston Martin
So
on the heat
It's a movie call me Martin Scorsese
The way I direct shit when I pull up on the scene
Finna go out
Critics on me yeah
I don't wanna go
Imma just
[Remy Martin]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Check it
and we switchin' lanes (yoom)
When I'm away from you, you always on my brain
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (it's there)
Nigga,
friends
I know that I got em they looking & watching
Bitch I ain't bother by yo dissing
I tell em Hakuna ma tata
Bitch I'm hot like breakfast
Yo nigga wanna
can't hold it right now
Liedertext send me a prayer i will get it through the power of love
Alle don't let me down time will tell and pass by
Martin i
fo'
Go to the corner and cry somewhere, man
Tell me what they mad fo'
Old insecure ass, nigga, yo
Heart pump Kool-Aid, man
Tell me what they mad fo'
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
with this?
Tell your ghost writers, "Go write something better"
(Phone Rings)
[Phone Voice Sample]
If you need help, try, try
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
Yeah
Baby, if you want me, then tell me that you want it
Don't ever do that shit
Then you just be running
Cause I know
We go
Let me know
That you love me
bá ní ko do something
Wón ní pé ko tepá mósé
Na pesin wey work na him go chop ooo
Go down on my knees and I pray to God oooo
Every day by day I sleep I
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