Lyrics:
a stretch
Like prehistoric Rex
Don't ask me to be your guest feature
More or less, your new song a foreplay like a tease before the sex
You need some more
Eyes wide open, can't you see
I had my first heels by the age of thirteen
Mom and dad tried to hide the boys
I swear that just made them want me more
cash nigga
[A.D.]
You want me to get crunk
You want me to pop the trunk
You want me to pull out thirty miles burn punk
Laying boys on they back, when I
on your phone
I got plenty of evidence that you're fake clear as we know
You're a scamming fuck to me Michael, calling you out by your name
Enemy The Rapper
man, shout out to my boy Oski
Uh- my boy Oski- My boy Oski
Let me tell 'em-
Hold up- hold up-
I said they gave my - twenty years
Man that wasn't even
usually find a little 'ol piece of dog-eared poetry.
I was cleaning out my wallet the other day and ran across a whole bunch of I.O.U's, some of 'em
and I'm tryna catch a buzz,
Gotta light a candle before we can light up
Bed, bath, and beyond, Add a nice little touch to the weed scent
She touching me up,
The less we know...the more they fabricate...the easier it is to sell souls
An addictive 24 hour candle light vigil in TVs.
Freedom WILL be defended...at
knows what
I would've done if I wasn't locked
Up right now as soon as
I found out, I told them to just lock me in
And I've basically just been by myself
back
To the way I was before
You shouldn't vote for me at all
I deserve to lose next fall
I wanna talk a little less and listen more
Talk a little
from the start?
(My little ride or die)
From the depths of the
Dark
Will you press when it's hard?
Will you bless me the chance?
I needed something more
of it all, just me this fall
Just me last fall, I’m adjusting is all
Think I’ll risk this? I'm
Half-joined like meniscus
Thoughts and words measured out
money huh
Fuck a bitch, I'd rather see this money come
You can't see me no more
I'm out in the country chump
With a girl from Capetown and
I got her from
barking
When you see the swamp, no trespassing
Rest it in a chest more time
But a headshot me like the most boy
Face get buss off case get buss off
Head
you a vet, can I get a sixteen?
What’s popping man? Let me hear something
Drop a bomb for the town nigga
(I don’t even have a ten or a twelve)
I’m out
to me
You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out
Sound a little hot for you, boy? Then, toy, get out
Syndicate mob ain't nothin but hardened crooks
You
I don't see that I'm strong, then I won't be
This is what my daddy told me
I wished he would hold me
A little more
Than he did
But he
down chimney
You're more than a gift to me
Holly merrily 'tis the sea
Son be caroling
Out your window
So I know you hear
Why I'm so filled with cheer
More then less, my mother used to warn me for the best
Said Mase, nigga's gon' love you, nigga, long as you fresh
Long as you hot, long as you
getting bigger (Bigger)
Couldn't care less that you making 6 figures, boy
Watch out for that 'cause it could get little (Rrrah, Give a fuck)
People can take
ya Oprah and jeans
Seems to me a little lean cuisine
Wouldn't hurt much, hot don't touch
And this is my favorite song
Now sing along, when the DJ
think it's 'bout time little Layzie let 'em know now.
Take it to the streets and let the pump, pump go pow!
Take my style, let me show you how I go
Of listening to the sound of my tears
(Turn around) every now and then I get a little bit nervous
That the best of all the years have gone by
(Turn around)
Of listening to the sound of my tears
(Turn around)
Every now and then I get a little bit nervous
That the best of all the years have gone by
(Turn around) Every
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