Lyrics:
a 20 day trial
Update her on the 15th day
And I told her straight I was looking like Miles
But I ended the trap with a smile, never again
Try make it
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone
It's God damn right
That's the only way they're gonna hear you
Fresher than fresh
Yeah, yeah
And yo, straight from
friends but it's better when you kiss
So fuck all the talk, get straight to the action
Party in the 6 and I'm drunk in a mansion
Canadian girl said she
you rather do without?
Stand up straight
With my back against the wall
Keep me still
And wondering just why we falter
Don't you want to stay here
but bikiki on
And I know the beat is hard
But I can't think straight 'cause it's you I want
I need to keep it calm
Mamacita you could be
Come on that's it tell 'em
Everything attached to you wins
Now just tell 'em straight
It's your winning season (it's my winning season)
It's your
when there's time to spare
But it always goes too fast
And every time they run past me and straight to you I understand cause I would too
But you
yourself invited
Here I go, here I go
Lay you straight down on the carpet
I don't even remember where our conversation started
You get that D one time
It was June
I was ten
I still think of that day now and then
A parade
And a girl
And a crowd of thousands
She sat straight
As a queen
Only
to straight mutts for rats, niggas be steady hatin'
No more hustlin' rather count up ya sack
Where they at? I'm tryna dodge a bull
How does it hurt, when all
Just ain't buying it, cognitive dissidence
I came in the door, no fame or accord, I scraped and I claw
By grace of the lord fell straight on my sword
other shit
Whoop a nigga ass, then straight up take his bitch (Gimme me that)
Yep, up in my white tee
Yep, best believe these niggas won't fight me
noise
Called your bluff, straight flush, big winner (chicken dinner)
Yeah we're shootin' it all night
Doing it up just right
You can bet your
Whiskey straight, let it burn
Cowboys don't cry, that's what I learned
Yeah growing up, you gotta be tough
If you wanna be a man
So I hid my
I'm working on drawing a straight line
And I'll draw until I get one right
It's bold and dark girl, can't you see
I done drawn a line between you
of the jungle now
Stronger than ever, can't hold me down
A hundred miles gunning from the pitcher's mound
Straight game face, it's game day
See me running
straight uit Tanger (yeah)
Ik kom van de bodem daarom duurt het langer (kneh)
Jij weet ik heb die gedrag (woo)
Jij weet ik heb die gedrag (gig, gig)
I can see the pain in the small of your back
I remember Dad used to walk like that
Stand up straight while you (?)
Don't let anyone see that
I'm wasted but I'm fine
It's messing with my mind
I'm not thinking straight
It's getting too late
But I won't go home
The friends I don't make
werde sie einfach und draufhalten (pap-pap)
Sitz' in dem Benz, so wie Pac, ja
Gewaltbereit, das ist glasklar
War eigentlich immer straight
Doch für
Strick, häng dich auf
Ich geh' meinen Weg, geh' du deinen Weg
Schon wieder frei, ich brauch' die Sterne am glänzen
Bin immer straight und tu' keinem weh
on yourself
The game is cruel and tough
You had a straight
And a couple of aces
But it wasn't quite enough
That's the way it goes
Some you win and some
mate
Now it's all prepaid (rrah, rrah)
Five bills on the shades, I still can't see straight
That girl could be clapped but I give her leeway
(Aye
vacaciones, te compro cartera
To' lo que quieras te lo doy a ti
Yo tengo besos, llévate de mí
Young messy, stay stunnin', bossy
Y yo gordo, mami, straight
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