Lyrics:
wicked Mr.Naughty
I'll help you hide the bodies
Give me twenty five to life
You know I'd die to live incriminated
In this sick infatuation with you
shit
You don't really live this, but
We really doin' it, bitch boy
This the underground, bitch
Real underground shit hold it down, if you
Ain't down
talk of justice or respect
You shit soaked armchair moralist...
What right is yours that others lives
Are yours to smash and kill and bind?
It's your
some rest, recover
Don't talk, I'll feed you
You shall live
You shall not die
Prepare for a journey
You shall live
You shall not die
Prepare for
question like that. Talk about liking somebody.
Come here, boy when I talk to you
I was dwelling on some losses. Now chilling with some bosses
Bando Records
I'm hustling by my lonely
I cannot trust friends
But do what you think is best
Let me know, get it off your chest
Jus don't talk hot with your empty
black jack
All love, that's no cap
Green lights, burnouts
Tempo might give you whiplash
Time been flying by way too quick
So baby we just gon' live fast
Cause he be tryin' to kill
I might have to beat my cuzzo Cause niggas trying to steal
Cut my homie off Who was actin' but I knew the script
Bitches lyin',
Yeah live and let live motherfuckers,
I'm a do me you do you. You're all a bunch of haters.
Oh
Oh
I don't like the way that you talk
girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Make them girls get down on the floor, on the floor
By the time I hit the door I saw hoes on the floor
girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Make them girls get down on the floor, on the floor
By the time I hit the door I saw hoes on the floor
down oh
I dey calm down oh
No think sey dis man be mumu oh
I dey calm down oh
This is good I'm overkilling this
Put up your fist if you're feeling this
mercy
I got heart, I rip the party apart
From the seams and hem up like bell-bottom jeans
But you get done, you get blues like 501
Brothers are live
the message
Like I got more variety
When people listen to my shit they vibing B
My music gaining me notoriety
Looking down at you laughing, maniacally
Now you
Take me on a ride when the city looks grey
Talk about our lives while they’re fading away
If I close my eyes I could see you all day
It’s been a while
can live by your spirit
alive in me
Spirit of Life
Inside of me
Spirit that raised you
From the dead quickening
my mortal body!
Yeah
Conqueror
You
But then I hear that still small voice
Pulling me in
Calling me out
My name you know by heart
Make me into something brand-new
So I can live love loud
Let the time go by
I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live
Let me be on the street where you live
Let the time go by
I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live
People stop and stare
They don't bother me
For there's no where
rather be.
Let the time go by,
I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live.
People stop and stare
They don't bother me,
For
rather be.
Let the time go by,
I won?t care if i
Can be here on the street where you live.
People stop and stare
They don?t bother me,
For
you
He'd do it for old time's sake, damn
I'm disturbed, by the news when I was told I was sittin'
Knowin' damn well Boo ain't bullshittin'
My life
Time for it
Nigga better pick a side if he really Wanna go to war
Big bag talk, niggas ridin' all foreign
Niggas slidin' down chopper style, Puttin'
the feeling like I'm never gonna come down
If said I didn't like it, then you know I'd lied, ooh
Every time I try to talk to you
I get tongue-tied
Turns
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