Lyrics:
what I'm saying bitch
Money, I just make it quick
I might crash the R8
Straight into the damn ditch
Gripping on my sam smith
You know that it blam quick
please stay in your zone
Forgiatos for them niggas
That we're always by my side
Thanking God for all my homies
I know that they not gon slide
I don't need
as a whole
It's healthy like the Boy
Better Know tee business j's my witness
I'm a musician, ask Skepta
Three of us talk, then we make a decision
You know me I
I'm on a bye
Another flight swear by now I should've touched the sky
Switched the wardrobe on em I guess I'm gettin' fly
You know I never really cared
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
to get lippy.(lippy)
I'll stretch your lips out and call you skippy(HEHEHE).
[Violent J]
Bottem line is we twiztid like Sam Kinison's back.
After
Well, let's see, it seems to be a mystery
But all I know I never let the money get to me
Stay down like the truest
Thug Life until I check out this
stutter ten times, but it won't never make a sound
I know I got 'em when I seen a Nigga, Nigga steady hunting like a hound
If he get lost, ain't getting
on man you know we got mad fuckin' blow
Up in the Motherfuckin' lab son
This nigga's off the hook man
Yo Chef talk to these niggaz man
[Raekwon]
We
being patient, ha
You wanted space so I let you go
But we still fucked around and let nobody know
We tried to get it back it just wasn't working
The more
hard when he flops
Niz'khuluma kuze shone ilanga
Sam'phanta thina we can never give-Up Sam'phanta thina we can never layback
Sam'phanta thina we can
and clippin
windows up packed now
sam called me for the brickin
candy cranberry drippin
niggas say the fo sickin
i just know the doors liftin
i can smoke
again, Arnold (But it worked, Dad!)
You're stretching the truth again and you know it
Don't be a Fibbing Fran, Arnold (Joseph Smith?)
Because a lie is
I feel like a icon living
I got like a icon feeling
Look at my potential imma prophet with a pencil I be blowing through the icon ceiling
Jaden Smith
Well, let's see, it seems to be a mystery
But all I know I never let the money get to me
Stay down like the truest
Thug Life until I check out this
the mud, uh (Out the mud)
On the block, wassup?, uh (Wassup?)
Cops see us and we run (Run)
I cannot die by the gun (The gun)
These niggas soft like a bun
die, I know it
We've gotta leave him here, honey, we gotta
He won't talk, I promise you that, will you Johnny?
Frankie, I don't care whether he
love first site ohhh Smith & Wesson
She caught my eye never upsetting
She took my heart still won’t regret it cause I’ll rather give you all my love
(say what?)
You went away, now my life is rainy days
I love you so, how much, you'll never know
You took your love away from me
Oh oh oh oh
You took
where he lay
We call that subtraction
We got clips just like a movie
Ian neva actin
Big Booty bitch I know she packing
Like the way I smack it
Never had
Uh, I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving
]
Ọmọ I no know how e go be without Him
He's the risen king, many still dey there dey doubt him (hey)
Yeahh I will never doubt all He's done for me
'd close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn't see;
It wasn't much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee.
And that very night, as we
know she was underage (what?)
Floyd Mayweather struggled saying "epidemic"
Everyday Struggle got canceled, they fired Akademiks
We saw Wack 100
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