Lyrics:
of them
I Lost a few homies I still don't feel that its real
Vincent, Carlos,Quez,Terrell, E, Reek
All on my mind hotboxin' this jeep
Almost got caught
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's
songs make her dance like Tik-Tok
My songs my songs my songs
I got new clothes on I'm fresh like Ziploc
I'm fresh I'm fresh I'm fresh
I hit my dance then
This is the Attackbot Way
And later on you just remix it
Yeah
All the different words
It's a plan
I think so
Now make that noise again
You okay
But into
rhymes call em airlines
I was straight for a while
Lost that point thought it's time to shape up like a hairline
I got some B's in front my room that's
I am the one
All of these rappers those are my sons
I ain't gone front
I don't pull stunts
I just pull up
I just pull up
I just pull up
Up
Yeah that
No I don't wanna let me play my part
No I don't wanna let you tap my cart
No I don't wanna ft till it's dark
No I don't wanna hang rather be by
biggest fan
This is Stan
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
Oh, I can't see at all
extraordinarily cast aside for my family, just because I felt so strongly that I should be able to figure out who I am and go through all the motions that every
yelling out
"Get bodied" all about them flows
'Bout that money, I'm about them hoes
Probably why the girls got them curves
And the lips like a
Motherfuckin'
fuck that
And I never been afraid of something in my way
So if all you got is hate
Well all I gotta say is fuck that
Motherfucker fuck that
And all
BLOWN
By Victorya ft. Chevy Woods
Ooh ooh
*Giggle*
Verse 1/
So blown
I can hardly see straight
Oh in my zone
Is it the weed or the way you make me
mean to be mean
But that's all I can be, it's just me
And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
is one of them dope tracks
That'll make people say I'm on drugs now
They'll prolly say that I'm goin' crazy
Or I got possessed by the Willis House
stressing and worrying and then
When I come off it's all done and what I did
I even enjoy about it?
Not even that, you closed up the Grammy's
But that's
Whose name he earned with his super sperm
We rock and we don't stop
Get off, y'all, I'm here to give you whatcha got
To the beat that it makes you
said that I'm fit
Number one on the billboard Whether I write it or freestyle
Cause I am unique got my own style
AR's turned me down
But after this they
got a
I'm remembering the days no ft we just called weekly
So I had to make it more as I caught the feelings deeply
When you told me behave, I flirted
the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make
way
Thats what making me, me
So it would be shame
If I ever got famous
Cause could I withstand the haters
I'd gain from all my statements
cccusations
’m a rapper, so I had to
Had to make sure that I’m not the Razor they wanna step to
5 songs were done by DJ Sbuda
The other 11 were done by myself on Es-Cay’s
the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant
’m a rapper, so I had to
Had to make sure that I’m not the Razor they wanna step to
5 songs were done by DJ Sbuda,
The other 11 were done by myself on Es-Cay’s
and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me,
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