Lyrics:
At least the 40 or the 50 in my dickie shorts
Have a ménage with Nicki and Whitney Houston's corpse
Bring her alive inside then make her sing
waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. dizzy gillespie blow!
waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. dizzy gillespie blow!
In Houston I learned in something, had some sh*t on my mind
Pushed my album my back so I could drop Summer Is Mine
So many verses in my mind, I’m
It's hard to find the tools to mend our love
Once the damage is done
Years as your best friend
I'm proud of the man you become
This is off the record
But
is the only thing we need
Free Palestine, yeah
Free Congo, yeah
Free Sudan, yeah
Yeah, and we still love the Jews
This ain't no anti-Semite shit
YE
but somehow I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
victimized by my squad
My god
Guess I must apologize on behalf of my squad
Little bitch, would you die for your squad
Would you cry if your whole squad cried
mad ya it is what it is
Hit your bitch once and she asked for my kids
I got too many bands it can't fit in my pocket
And If you want smoke let me pull
your
Artist run out of lines
I believe
I'm too legit to quit this is Hammer time
It's Hammer time
La di da Di da
Come to these bars
And feel the beat
it
But your publishing should go to Mrs. Wallace
Honest. Stealing +BIG+ shit, he made 2 albums, you wildin
And he can't dress dog who styled 'em
It was
it
But your publishing should go to Mrs. Wallace
Honest. Stealing +BIG+ shit, he made 2 albums, you wildin'
And he can't dress dog who styled 'em
Jamie, where have you been?
You've been completely M.I.A
Not to mention you missed the auditions
Your dad is pissed!
Hello? Did you hear what I just
to do your wishin'
The knowledge of power is mine, so just listen
Money controls the world and that's it
And once you got it, then you can talk shit
Power
Houston, bumpin' Whitney Houston
Where the fuck are my keys, how the fuck I lose them?
Put the top down every time that I'm cruisin'
Gotta whole lotta love
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
wants to Come through
And maybe you can stay
For a little while
A little while
So now I'm stressing
Your love is like a curse i swear Its me that you're
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
On my chest
Put your pain
On my neck
Close your eyes
Don't be upset
Just know that I love you
Just know that I love you
Would you really kill yourself
Daily alcohol is becoming part of the deal
I had a bad girl from Houston i had baddie from sugar land
I had a girl from the Valley but we probably won't
keep dropping these albums
Until my heart wanna stop
Like Whoa whoa
Didn't he prove his point I told them no no
She say you love me I said te amo
Playing
love your ass in Houston
I ain't talking 'bout no Whitney
This is my confession yea
I swear that you're my blessing yea
Heart race while you're
God bless America land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night with a light from above
This land is your land, this land is my
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