Lyrics:
that jiggle on her back meat
In a little alley
I wanna do it all over
Steak dinner fettucini with some rose
Spanish guitar by the candlelight ole
By myself yeah that boy a creep
I'm outside in my favorite tee
They don't know what they can not see
I've got angels protecting me
What a time yeah
Nigga back up (back up) back up (back up)
'Fore you get your punk-ass smoked
I'm back by popular demand and so
All black interior on the cherry red
They don't do that
Out here still serving packs
They said there's feds
There's no turning back
In the t gotta earn and stack
Five quid on your head
message that your body's sending
Well I can tell you want it too
Well do you wanna hide the way you feel inside
It's too late to turn back now
Every
message that your body's sending
Well I can tell you want it too
Well do you wanna hide the way you feel inside
It's too late to turn back now
Every
think I'm dangerous
And ain't ready to put her safety aside
I try to tell her that I got her back
And no matter where we at
In our lives
I'll treat her
head, keep your head low
Oh, you gotta keep your head low
If you wanna keep your head
Oh, you gotta keep your head
In the coldest time of year
Why
Eternally Thug Nigga Hilfigger made by Tommy
So when I speak hope to reach my ??? Mamis
Or come to Papi I love it when its wet and sloppy
In
Lil' mama on me on like a rosary (Rosary)
I put dick in her back
'fore she roll the weed (Uh)
Your lil' nigga a rat, ho, he told on me
And I whooped that
Halo Halo
Scendiamo in quartiere che sembra la jungle
Due, tre pezzi nascosti nel back di un auto
Noi non rivivremo più lo stesso anno
Halo (ah) Halo
Worst breakup I've had at my back door
Black mascara stains on my bathroom floor
I'll move away from Santa Monica
It's haunted by the ghost of ya
pick it up
While I crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check
The double-S vest nigga wreck the discotheque
Sit back relax and while my Squad
pick it up
While I crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check
The double-S vest nigga wreck the discotheque
Sit back relax and while my Squad
for a minute
JK: And I got beat up a lot in high school
So I didn't wanna go back to high school
JK: And this is something that
To be honest with
Omar Courtz
Mr. Worldwide
Y esto es para todas las mujere'
Que saben lo que hacen
When I walked up in the spot
And I seen her in the cut
When
a movie but first I gotta read my script
After that I get it popping at the La Mentage
I'm getting skull in the Ferrari, bottom garage
Then it's back
the prayers can't bring you back to us
i'll mourn you til i join you cause i'll keep in touch
[Treach]
we was two lil niggas both skinny and broke
cant wait 'till you back in my arms
Back in my face
Trips from New York to LA
Know that my love never fades
Know that my love never fades
How many days
callate la boca
Out this world, you supernova
Fuck that, I am coming over
Can I come over?
(Can) can I (I) stop by (stop by) to see you (see you)
us warm
One against the other we curl up like two sparows in a nest
It's wonderful to see passing by like a painted scenery
In front of our eyes
do this shit pack by pack
Lil nigga you know that I'm goin' make it back
Lil nigga I be in the mufuckin trap
Lil nigga I'm just tryina' get me sum
What we gonna do right here is go back
Back into time
Back in the days when I was just a kid
I would dream that I was a star (Let's take a sec
wrong
Her words to me stay strong
She brings me back when I'm gone
She's always by side say ah ahhh-ah
Never thought never thought
That she'll be ready
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