Lyrics:
and headlining Saturday Night
Live's season premiere in
September throughout this period he
Has also been handling
The reverberations of something
He revealed
PULLING SAM'S HAIR OVER TO HER LOCKER.
SAM: OW! HAIR, HAIR, HAIR!
CARLY: (ANGRY) HI!
SAM: DID YOU GET IN TROUBLE?
CARLY: (STILL ANGRY) OF COURSE I GOT IN
with sweet mai tais
Boujee misdeamanours do I think do I do I?
Fuck it back in the whip
Her and I lit
His and her closets suffice the fit
Your ex is
, the jerk.
Now my silly little sister went to some vlachos coffee-grind reader
And had a gypsy glint in her eye when she'd smirk,
"Since that's how you
, the jerk.
Now my silly little sister went to some vlachos coffee-grind reader
And had a gypsy glint in her eye when she'd smirk,
"Since that's how you
found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing
Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,
marty mcfly
I was On the mash to reekz
Had my shooter locked in cages
Toured them blocks wit smoke no vapour
Unlimited blade works code name saber
Gotta
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
the wonderful things that you and I can do
I popped some cash and in a little bit of time
I showed some cash and the girl was mine
I took her over town I wined
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
Sometimes my bitch be acting crazy thinking I'm just gonna sit by
And let her disrespect me sayin that she doesn't wanna live by
The rules I laid out for her
the curtain and the wall in the shower
At the same time, she ain't wide, she ain't mine
Her face is a two but her booty's a dime
Every time she walk by, put
Grabbed that bitch by her hair
Drug her across the ground
And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down
Sorry coach, its too late
on this Earth
I would have walked at five months
Be speaking by six
I wouldn't have wasted time because as soon
As you're born you begin to die
I would have
titties displayed in every single pic of her face
This chick is a mage the way she move her hips and her waist
She doing numbers, a bad day she getting 6k
her, struttin like she Kimora
She'll take a kilo and stuff it up in the coochie
Quicker than Ron, stash it between her coochie (ha ha)
Breeze through
the hairs on my Chinny Chin chin
Fuck marriage and Your wedding
Live In my life full of blood
Hustle buds fuck cops sell drugs Forget love I've had enough
modified, compromised
Terrified, ostracized, ain't telling lies
What rappers say in songs we live it all day long
But that's just real life up in the East
At the stanchion
My project was a portait
Mixing
Marylin wit Manson
Am I preaching
To the choir or what
I'm inspired by bud
Boy what I toke
Put
Fire in lungs
culminate with a five-hour battery
Of tests, performed by four separate disciplined PhDs, had begun
Eventual Diagnosis Autism
Even though her maternal
a colder version
I'm a rapping surgeon and I rap in cursive
Others wrap their curses then they close curtains windows full of pain
Like a abandoned
wave God's wave God
Wave God number one
Not trying to get you in trouble
Bounce with the thots on the lean
Yes you are hotter and cleaner than her
tracks
He grabbed her by the hair, she broke his jaw it cracked
More cops arrived, they both bloodied down by the five
Wildest niggas just smilin'
along on tour
Just to have a good time
Or paying Calamity Jane five-thousand
Dollars to be heckled
By twenty thousand macho boys in Argentina
Or asking my
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