Lyrics:
tells me so
When I'm weak he makes me strong
That's why I sing this song
If I die before I wake
Pray to him my soul don't take
Jesus loves me, yes I know
or Richard's bay
rhyming with Billy Ocean or Al be Sure
won't get you play by Joan's Rivers I clean clothes, lyrical mean pros
go against dream flows hope your
richard Milli', baguettes on it
We got lots of diamonds
When I'm in that Maybach, that bitch pull up
Suck my privates
I done bought the whole Chanel
I done
again like Groot
No-one really knows how to make it, I do
I'll have an album done by like noon
And ride the Milano with my Raccoon
I'ma keep makin' songs
the Richard Mille for the time yeah
Diamonds shining blu-ray HD with the tints on
Don't know why they hate me I'm just putting all the shit on
If you bring her
to disrespect me
Uh, this shit be bittersweet
Don’t say I’ll be okay when you don’t know shit about me uh
This shit be bittersweet
Feels like I might just skydive
a Richard Millie, not a Plain Jane
Didn't know this pain felt this type of way
I know that I was floating away
Tell my people don't let me decay
That's why I
win don't take no loss yea
Pull up in foreign y'all get lost yea
Aye
Walk in the store we don't care what it cost
And this polo by Prada don't wear no
Came from penny pinching rockin Richard milles
And I keep it on me that's wherever I go
I got everything I ever needed with me
As long as you by my
am the bulging, pounding phallic anxiety of a nation.
You don't know whether to emasculate me, incarcerate me, infect me, or ejaculate me
That's
Pontiac, GTO
That's right y'all, it's all about NASA
When I ride around in my NASCAR
Don't think I'm Richard Petty, or Bobby Unser
Or even Al
bitch got blue balls
We send him out the city like a motherfuckin' U-Haul
I'm standin' by my brothers I don't care about what you saw
I got bitches in
a world where black lives Still
Don't matter, I'm way past thirty-nine
But I digress and rewind as I position my birth against and alongside several
ain't no way people listen to that shit
To really listen, you know that it's outta pity and they strictly here
To diss it, don't dismiss it though, you
Pluto
Berner
(Flexing on that bitch, hold up)
(Early morning flights and long nights)
That zootie, that cookie baking (know I'm sayin?)
Look
the answer
Her breast I saw I reached I felt
M-O-N-E-Y, the belt
I stay at home just like a hermit
I got the jammy but I don't got the permit
You know
intentions
But i dont so i walk wit a whistle
Nd I it keep off safety
Im truly defensive Uh
Oteeto gon throw the jacket
You Know what im jackin
Im big Richard
put you in something rare (they don't know)
Yeah, I fuck with your home girl back in 06'
Why she keep bringing up old shit
She was cool with a girl I
Man I don't know why these niggas steady playing with me like it won't get like that
Fuck what another nigga think of me
Bitch them killers accept me
going over, I’m real direct, “Excuse me
Ma’am, I couldn’t help but notice
The Selfish Gene by Richard Dawk, Why Nations Fail, and
The Age of Reason, in
By Harry Nilsson A.S.C.A.P and Richard Starkey M.B.E.
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO SMELL THE ROSES,
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO FILL YOUR NOSES,
STOP
And I'm marked by darkness and by blood
And by a thousand powder-burns"
Well, you know those fish with the swollen lips
That clean the ocean floor
ignorin' the medicinal herbals
So we in your ass like you was Richard Gere or we was gerbils
You get stepped on like crack vials by ghetto children, plus
know my name
I ain't worried bout you niggas, cause I got it on a chain
I don't owe nobody shit, so I'ma charge it to the game
Yeah, they love me like
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