Lyrics:
yourself
Cause you're better than that
Now I could never understand that I'm more of a man
If I give you all of my trust, take it out like it's crust
But I,
Scraping by together
Nothing but light checks
I share these millions cause you're nothing like the rest
Nothing like these other hoes out here
Handbags, all
through my hood village
Show cats Raiderz of The Lost album
Prepared for the Spillage
I was on the mission field
And I was spitting for real
Taking
Show cats Raiderz of The Lost album
Prepared for the Spillage
I was on the mission field
And I was spitting for real
Taking the Gospel message
so we marching like (left, right, left, right)
Oh they follow me
Well it's the highly underrated, album so anticipated
Mr. not intimidated by you
to the Graduation albums Kanye made by himself
Man I'm the next one
Ain't no competition with me I'm the best son
You could think that you're superior that's your
TONIGHT
oo oo oo Chicken
We stay together like ramalamalama Chicken Tonight!
Vingoe: I have been asked by the recording company to apologise for my
was distracted by noise. Something was pushing thru the strangling brush at the edge of tall shady trees. He saw the old guitar first, held high, then
entertained by
Not just the voice or the band
But by the outfit as well
Modeliste: You're also the face of the fall
Winter 2017 John Varvatos campaign how did
up in the making
Call the album Magnum Opus cause it’s so important
I hit up Bred, lock me in, I feel like recording
Figured out the meanest women are
What the fuck is this clusterfuck of busters?
Bunch of Buster Douglas', motherfuckers is one hit wonders
One swing and you're crowned
Knocked one out
Monty Zoo, you know I'm paid
Rolling like some roller blades
Hit me, I come right away
Smoking by the fireplace
And I'm young and gifted
I want you
the s**t
It's Lexi b***h and,
I'm back with a dawl hit
Yeah wassup'
It's the b***h who can rap
cll these h**s mad
I'm being chased by the paps
TMZ, X17,
stand it, so whaddayou say
Too $hort can't rap, no fuckin way
But here I am, workin in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin slow
hit pause
So whether you're chatting with your grandma
Or your doorbell chime signal goes
Even if you have to use the bathroom
TiVo is recording your
That you're talking about?
The one that you claim as a hip-hop artist
But won't do the research on hip-hop history
Or the one where you disrespect,
through
And what do we do
When we're all dressed up and in the mood
We step
To what
A steppers groove
Where do we go soon as the weekend gets here
Darden, fuck Marsha Clark.
Taking us, when we're in the spotlight, for a joke.
Changing by the day, I see it's getting bigga in my square.
Looking
doin' bad (naw, naw)
Okay, alright (they sick)
Okay, you're right (I'm rich)
Okay, alright (I grind)
Okay, you're right (for mine)
I'm in that 760
through
And what do we do
When we're all dressed up and in the mood
We step
To what
A steppers groove
Where do we go soon as the weekend gets here
through
And what do we do
When we're all dressed up and in the mood
We step
To what
A steppers groove
Where do we go soon as the weekend gets here
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
you busy poppin' shit we're poppin' Cris
Ain't no stoppin' this like, ?
See it's all laced out wearing rocks and shit
On the set niggas start
Peter Pan
I'm in the race Jeff Gordon
I am the man at performing
You a informant
So many hits I'm recording
Over colors they waring
I'm coming hard this
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