Lyrics:
Are those diamonds in your hair
Are those love songs in your heart
Are those little black dancing shoes gonna dance with me
Will you stay close by my
[ Bootsy Collins impersonator ]
Oh that's right, baby bubba
We gon' talk about this girl named Suzy, bubba
She ain't no floosey, though
She's
they going live
Now they all making a splash by taking a dive
I'm pressing toward the mark with eyes on the prize
No little red riding hood we know
not cool
I'll still proclaim it
Like Paul do
Know me and mine
Live for His name
Na I ain't ashamed
When my life was toxic
I said "Jesus, be my detox"
fold...,
Hello..., im tactical...,
Loud by day... and bright by night..., lets make some noise..., lets light up da sky..., is he a friend or foe..., i
Once again oughta look into the eye
Being myself, having my pride
No one, baby, is gonna take me for a ride
Burning my bridges, moving at last
Girl
of applause
Don’t get blinded by the stars
Jaws be dropping screaming aww
Dripping wet Niagara Falls
All this wetness on my
Oh I feel alive again
Hello little
Hello, my baby
Hello, my honey
Hello, my ragtime
Send me a kiss by wire
Baby, my heart’s on fire
I might snatch yo mommy
I might snatch yo aunty
open
But baby I don't see it
Takashi Murakami
BB Simon on my body (Oou)
In the lobby (Oou)
Baby, can i live in your daydream
Honey candy eyes, so
had to go and just switch states (Uh)
Raf Simons on my jeans but I'm still on my Rick stage (Yeah)
I'm sure your Rollie's gold but it's not no big face
just like a night hawk
My girl a fi in Nascar
I got that good love for you
That a me want tell you from the first time I see you
Run with the boy, then
just like a night hawk
My girl a fi in Nascar
I got that good love for you
That a me want tell you from the first time I see you
Run with the boy, then
Tell me all your thoughts on God, dishwalla
Im tryna win like phoenix receivin Chris Paul A
Double down on the table if we shit talkin
Tryna get
they talkin' 'bout man, okay
I'm comin' straight up outta that chat room, and live from the message board
I'm at the crib all by myself, chattin'
wire
Yesterday's a collar that has settled round my waist
Today keeps slipping by me, it leaves no aftertaste
Tomorrow is a daydream,
line)
You you know
Back up to the place where we go live (We go live)
You you go
I've still got you all up in my mind (All up in my mind)
You know it's
breathe
Fightin to live it seems
Is the common ground
Between you and me breathe
I can make her wanna have my baby not know my name
I can make her wanna
at my dick like you're Paul Simon
Fuck I just sneezed and it broke your hymen
Watch you don't step on my Hot Wheels track
Or you'll get left with a wet
Dedicated! Free my nigga Meek Mill!
D6!
I walk inside the strip club
Buy what I want then I go hey
All this snow up in my house
These bitches call
tip me when I was too broke
They were like 'this JS1 boy too dope'
A local champion really had nothing on me
My own set girls were doing my dirty
You wanna know what trill is? Tell 'em Paul Wall
[Chorus]
I'm a survivor of the struggle, I live by the code
In the city where greed and envy
Ha, I got the magic, baby
(Ha) , call me "George Lucas" (Lucas)
I'm so prolific, but the flow so foolish
These niggas making moves my
Niggas making
Hello my friends
So happy to see you again
I was so alone
All by myself I just couldn't make it
Have you heard baby what's the wind blown round
Hello my friends
So happy to see you again
I was so alone
All by myself I just couldn't make it
Have you heard baby what's the wind blown round
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