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Pray for me, need y'all to just pray for me
Pray for me, somebody just pray for me
Somebody pray for me, need y'all to just pray for me
Somebody
just like that here
Your mama gone find your ass just like that here
Drop these racks by your ass just like that here
I can supply your ass just like
little lamb, little lamb
Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn
Mama, why do they keep saying this? I just don't understand, understand
And by the way,
was raised good by her mama, always did good deeds
She like to smoke that weed every once in a while. In the back of the Cadillac, now she's going out
casa, su casa
It feels like casa blanca
Shorty you my lil mama
I got a crib by the water
say mi casa, su casa
It feels like casa blanca
Shorty you
ever run into any members of the tree dog night?
Joe shermy once i...
Oh! they are my favorite band!
They're so professional, I mean...
So creative...
disrespect you
Nigga write about it
I know some pussy nigga scared
Probably ripe off it
Me a stroke and a car by myself
You know we just there holding
eighteen was too early
Maybe thirty or forty is too
Did you get your chance to make peace with the man
Before He sent down his angels for you?
Mamas
Old freight train, keeps rolling by
Every thirty seconds behind the bar we're playing tonight
It's rattling the walls
The air raid siren keeps going
friends and babys that for sho
just like Watson, Hailee, Baby Tash and Joe
so we never talked about that late snack with van man
we rather talk about
friends and babys that for sho
just like Watson, Hailee, Baby Tash and Joe
so we never talked about that late snack with van man
we rather talk about
from beside the water
Started way back down by
Somebody way, way back down by
By the river
A place called the cradle, the cradle, the cradle of human
than Watergate?
Why aren’t blind people offended by the term blind date?
How do I know if a mister is still a mister or now a miss?
Somebody please find
legacy
Beautiful black babies
I hope you never meet a nigga like me, but one who treat you like a lady
It ain't about the Hermes bag and the Mercedes
appear lean but inside I'm mean envision Joe Greene with Adesanya in between
Educated by the book and the street
My attacks are where gun, sword,
But I don't wanna be a playa no more
I'm not a playa, I just crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Brock still down by law
Who's down to crush
mama
And when I'm through
Come tell you how much she cares about your schooling
Checkmate
Get ready for another Kim K sex tape
Whip your ass faster than
first, the one about your mama?
Goodness gracious, golly-gee
Shazam, freak out with the genie
Everybody get down, huh
Everybody get down, huh
Everybody
rhymes for jerks that's bringing on drama
Which rhyme you want first? The one about your mama?
Goodness gracious golly gee
Shazam! Freeeeeeak out
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
it's a way, around it
Integrity what we live by (that's what we live by)
Loyalty level, won't ever switch side (yeah, yeah)
Integrity what we live
Church, Gospel
Check
Landslide, Landslide winning by a Landslide
Anti- anti sometimes I’m so anti
Landmine Land mine Ca$h about to blow up
little lamb, little lamb
Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn
Mama, why do they keep saying this? I just don't understand, understand
And by the way,
Again we start let me say my part
About the only guy who has some heart
It took some time for the heart to come
But it's HERE and everybody's
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