Lyrics:
a good reason why I'm going to leave
Family and personal relationships out
Of this book
Because this book is way too great
For love and that love is
Pretty
on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man I swear there ain't nothing looks better than that
Sweet tan, little thing with nothing to do
I wanna take a little ride
that I'll rap to synthpop
Sing, rave to hip hop
Processed so much, you won't even know it's "Lollipop"
Making funky tracks that'll take you way back when
possible
How you
Made this album
The more
Unnecessary details
And the more tangents
That take us
Off the main topic
The better
You win
Bonus points
For
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar
If it's
posters, it's apparent I'm a poser
Poster child for abstinence from substances
I came up out the gutter doing blow off genesis
To be this good it takes ages
bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high as fuck and we lit
Down and loud but unless it's your hit
We ain't Giving back no lip
So take that
intellect
I had already been practicing my craft for more than a decade by That point
The coward even uttered a faggot in my direction as Prissy and I Left,
you come out on the floor
You got that left, right, left, leave 'em coming back for more
Just take it step by step when you come out on the floor
You
Back in my zone holmes, get ya mind right
The 2-3 or 3-2, naw, it's the twilight
It's the highlights of my life
Every gun, car, crib, chickenhead that I
thang, shake that thang)
She can make it clap like a standin' ovation
Spin like my record at the radio station
Feel the sensation, I put it right
buy
Yeah, take that, c'mon don't stop (yeah)
Talk to 'em girl
So hot gotta bring the shit back now
Gotta say hello good morning
Spending dirty
like when you take some eggs and break them
And you, and you take the shells and mix them up
Trying to find the ones that match
When you find
like when you take some eggs and break them
And you, and you take the shells and mix them up
Trying to find the ones that match
When you find
it around
For good luck cause I've never had faith enough fuck that.
I've never had faith
Boy was jus like me
Never had faith
Fuck that
Fuck that
Never
anyplace
And if that sounds heretical, my source is
Pretty good: Matthew, Five to Seven
The Sermon on the Mount
You haven't found any answers for
Yourself
Consider this world war
We about to go crazy like this was the third ward
You looking for God's forgiveness
Well that's what the church for
Judge
And my money long when I shop I need them [?]
Shawty playing good, man I think I found the toe
Toll up in that [?] hop up by the [?]
Yeah my name is 2
all, but still ain't lose the best thing yet
Bet that, usin' this truth, I know how to react
Hunger and thirst for more, stomach touchin' my back
How do
know who
Uh-huh (x3)
[Buckshot]
Yo there used to be a rumor about BDI
I wouldn't come back, I tell you no lie
But when I listen to the radio I think
possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
My Daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
You mix that negro with that
Creole make a Texas bama
I like my Baby's hair with baby
believe
Don't feel sorry for me
I hate that look on your face
You say, just let go
You say, come back home
I say, I'm just fallin' from grace
I'm naked in
tweed or no yak
more like 25 pounds of get back & I can tell by ya
walk it's talk back but if that ain't yo case let me take a ride
on yo' love
said it by mistake
My t-shirts make more money than your mixtape
I tell a boy Boy Better
Know it’s money making season
I book a flight to New York for no
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