Lyrics:
drop a single yet
N' I'm starting on my 3rd album
N' I bet you want my dick fam
Cause I met your CEO and he say
"Yo I'm a big fan"
I'm a big man, cramped
and ridicule
The pedestal set, incredible shit, the belly
Was sick, his mind was glitched
He let off a clip
Him hit, Him miss, Him hit
Him spit this chick
the bathroom or the booth
Head from a project chick or one with crazy loot
Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on
Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price
a crip or a blood but my gang with me
Me and my niggas don’t dance we hit the money dance when the
Cheque come our way
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac
oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
oo-chie wally wally
He
[Haystak]
My minds constantly in money gettin mode
I done seen bitches flip like them Sony explodes
I came by way of a long bumpy road
Doin eighty it's all
malnourished
In a place where social status is determined by commerce
And money is god he's thinking of turning a convert
All he has is his nap sack and his
Dj doc you know he's down with us
D-square, he's down with us
Keyboard money mike, is down with us
Icu, you know he's down with us
D-nice and mcboo,
my girlfriend,
You're just another link, I don't care what you think
When I die, don't bury me, burn me,
By the way things are goin', I might die
as long as I'm in the middle
I love when their face is in the pillow cringing and moaning
Then they hop on and ride my s**t so by now I'm zonin'
Then I
The world by the balls, eatin' out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin'
The fuck out on
And now I'm gettin' frowned and clowned on
But the only one who's
I know that you think this song is for you
I used to long for you when you do you
My life was just fine way back before you
Now when you reach out
ticktock
Music beer and friends at San Fernando slope
Pit-a-pat party all night long
I wanna ride my way to San Fernando slope
All the chicks are a thrilling
They call me Young Gudda,
I'm all about the doe still,
And anybody in my way, Roadkill,
Everything my hands touch turn to gold,
Money, Knots
They call me Young Gudda
I'm all about the doe still
And anybody in my way, Roadkill
Everything my hands touch turn to gold
Money, Knots and Jewels
Woah dude, I like that. The way that, it just, the whole beat just starts, it's like all there. That's sick dude. clright...clright let's uh, yeah
Paul could recite the Lord's Prayer at two years old
He stood before an audience and recited it without fear
He sang "I Want It That Way" by
Paul could recite the Lord's Prayer at two years old
He stood before an audience and recited it without fear
He sang "I Want It That Way" by
These pussy niggas be talkin'
I swear to God I'll blast 'em
Show them that I'm forreal, man I be ball
Look at that fake ass chain look like
He got it from
Girls
by Dizzee Rascal
Album : Showtime
Marga Man: Yo, i dunno...marga man here. with the raskit; dizzee rascal.
Yo, walkin through
day
But as long as it ain't a Sunday
We can go to Chick-Fil-A and eat
Man I love those Waffle fries (I know)
That Chick-Fil-A has got some good
the money right now
Comin' from a long way
Now I'm at the top
I'm at the top
Lookin' down yeah
I feel lonely at the top
Fake people talk you down
When you
at the start of 1971, by the way. Best of vol.2, 1973 is the first actual Bee Gees album that had it. This is their second recording of it; that first one, was
that's a no no (No no)
He going to see the texts that I sent you (Sent you)
And all the different places that we been to (Been to)
(Yea)
By the way, where
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