Lyrics:
drank some Bacardi
Singing like Slick Rick La di da di yeah we like to party
Do you really believe these people are your friends
Do you really believe you
fast, yeah, she givin' that hyperslop
B-B-Bad bitch, rockin' some ricks with a biker top
I'm goofy, don't know if I'm high as a kite or not
Can't go off
harder every day, we never leaving any doubt
Call me Slick Rick if we ever out in public
Ops always scheming, man, you can miss me with all that rubbish
costumes
I can now bring me to who, you know
People see as Nicki Minaj i can
Now really bring me into
It and I think that's
Where the confusion lies, is
know, just make sure you know who you're around
And dat nigga Lil
Shit I can't believe you (Not you)
That's what that syrup and that weed do?
Hustle Gang
Remix! F.D.B!
West Side, Bankhead, that's where I'm from
Everything y'all did, it been done
My Tru game and my shoe game
You can't touch
It's Elementary
Clement made this beat
Let me start off just by saying this a real true story (That's a fact)
About a nigga named Randy when he got
the flare I’m feeling like Rick I ain’t talkin Morty
Got to be fine if she ain’t a dime can’t come to this party
And you got to wait Giuseppe we skate
I’m
love 'tween my Swisher with my half a zone
I can't leave you alone
[Snoop Dogg]
And I know that you know that I be smoking and you about to ooee
So fire
every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that
Do you believe in me? How much you believe in her?
You think
My time and can't make it up
My life filled with haters and
Some say it's a work of art
Real rockstar shit rated R
You forgot to play your part
Life's
You can do anything you set your mind to if you're fine tuned
Don't let it phase you when your thoughts are spun like a typhoon
Grab life by
sound which is the champion sound
Believe! Believe!
Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo
With your girl she tryna
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Jesus
When I believed I was healed by the promised Holy Spirit
When I believed I was sealed in you
Come on let's sing that again when I believe
When I
I can't believe these bitches
Hell nah
Is that Stooby
And it's one thing, not two things, three things
Yuh
Stooby in the buildin', yuh, you know what
could see-see what I got
you could see what I got compared to what other people got
And I can't believe what I read and what I hear
I don't know who
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
cha
I just been on the lean, x, drop by
She asked did I graduate
Bitch I'm a drop out
My brada serve white
Yea, Jonas
Please send the drop
You know that
out the cookie jar, Hercules
I take the two liter, Peach Crush
Fill that bitch up with some mud
It got to be Actavis my nigga can't
Sip like you niggas
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
sinking, and moral is thin
The only thing to keep you thinking, the kitchen sink and all that you believe in
A motion picture paramount to all resistance
imma wait til they finish
Rocking a chrome heart jacket wit these Rick
Owens and Miyake denim
Snakes in the grass I can't get hit by venom
Let my lil bro
I don't believe you there
Can't believe these bitches they might
Leave you in tears
By my lonely cause I fail to believe in peers
Believe that shit,
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