Lyrics:
How many children do you have?
23, 22 baby mother
Real bad man
It's two bitches hop up in the middle
Imma up the glock the bullets get 'em
Make
scum, no human decency
Your morals over run by your vicious tendencies
Open up your eyes and ears, I'll make you fucking see
The piece of shit you are,
scared
A bullet goes to his chest, and one to his head
He just laid there in silence
And all I heard was the siren
Paramedics pulled up
Followed by
around to see her walk
Dry her eyes when she cries, pick her up when she falls
Just the thought of a kid living foul fucks me up
When his girl has
insight
Let's pick it up
I put the pedal to the metal and a shotgun in the middle
With the fire inside of me
Turn the music up loud, there's no stopping me
shed a tear
Either way, lay away the game
Pick it up later for some lay ups
You slip & miss, step ya pay up
See me comin' I'm on the way up
I'ma
Shake the whole house
Like we in the ghetto
Ladies love the vibrato
G-spot in the cut
We had to make a come up
Bullet proof vest in the middle
prevailed
It started way back in the 8th grade
In the small old town where the two both stayed
He came from a family of middle class
Where everything he
middle fingers up don't give a fuck
That girls a slut I cannot fuck
I wont pay for no tummy tuck
Not in a rut
I'm getting bucks
One day you'll see me pull
denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with
denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with
to have it all
Pick you up after
You know that's not all
Let's head to the Emirates Mall
And get lost
Shawty wanna take a little trip
I book us a flight
can't bitch
In the middle of the night your plaintiff could get lost in a case
Having the dogs in the woods searching for his face
Then I pull up
turbulent, who salute the worker ant?
Duke up to the firmament, overthrow the vapors
With a fail-safe method composed by your nosy neighbors
Like this
mutants ripping shreds through your unit
Traducement you got law up on my ass so I'm moving
So now I could just pick to shoot the class and it's proven
You
for a ride
Cause I really wanna know what your body it feel like
I wanna escape with you tonight
I keep filling up my cup cause it's making me feel
the middle
Look at your bitch, she's really in the middle
Some one stuck the bitch up her ass, got her pregnant fast
Now she's out for class
Tim Dog and I
wanna be surrounded by nothing if I'm going mad
I shaved my head in the middle of Lusk, Wyoming
A town jester jesting tomatoes are thrown only out in
deliver her the diggler
Seek ya leaser I remember when I use to be a beastly creature
And beat the V up on a freaky D cup
In the middle of a marriage, I
Workin all night jus tryna make a hit
I dont got time I told em save it bitch
Pull up in my ride yea this my favorite
Gotta pick a side no you cant be
that's just rude
Taking a trip up to the gas station
Noticing the effects of hyper inflation
We'll walk in there and head to the cooler
So much class like
want his house burned to the ground
I want to got there in the middle of the night,
I wanna piss on his head
I want his family dead, I want his house
pebbles from out of the sand
Downstream I embrace the day
Knowing all its flowing graces could be subject to change
Pick a winner from the edge of your palm
out a rut what's up
Can you give me a minute to kick it i'm in it
Your lights gonna dim it
Ed here to tell all the know alls
Put head through
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