Lyrics:
spendin' no time
I be pourin' wine, tryin' to, knock out your spine
Make you mine, from behind, to some slowed down "Bump n' Grind"
His thang like a dirty
way and do not f**k with me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Grinding hard just trying to see my brother free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't need no company
haters cant see me you blinding they sight
If it be dark lantern in to the night
For your company baby ill put up a fight
Yeah i need it yeah
Come with
want to get it done, you have to do it yourself
And I like my music like I like my life
Everything louder than everything else
Everything louder than
want to get it done, you have to do it yourself
And I like my music like I like my life
Everything louder than everything else
Everything louder than
want to get it done, you have to do it yourself
And I like my music like I like my life
Everything louder than everything else
Everything louder than
needed the color purple
To cover everything
In out world that’s hurtin
Who gonna stop me
Oh, you gonna stop me
K, try your luck B
I’d be good company
Who
n' whop this
guy up side the head n' make all sorts of money."
Ol' Jack says "That's groovy baby.
That's really groovy you give me a ticket
Sorry N' Shit
Chorus
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry
exchange
Between Louis Farrakhan and
CBS'S Mike Wallace
You got to Nigeria, which is
If not the most corrupt nation
In Africa and it is
It could be the most
Was swanging and riding
If you ain’t repping for your people
Then you’re shucking and jiving
Tap dancing and sliding to beat
That you can’t comprehend
or get up n' take em' out n spit cane wit it
Well the answer is right before your eyes
Who do you despise?
Killers who chop you we got to stop you pop
vision came clear n I'm seeing 4k
Everything you want you could have it your way
Baby with your heart ill never play
I promise thats a promise that ill
shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy
Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth
And one day I see you standin' at a token booth
It
Are you getting it yet
Let me ask you a question
What is it that is your bear
Could be the death of a loved one
A lost relationship shared
A friend you
me Flintstone, make her bed rock
Clean jaguar, I make your girl neck pop
It's Lil K, Nigga I just made the bed rock
I be so damn fly, nigga I ain't
tongues
This is what i wanna do i only need to be with you
Be with me walk with me everything is me and you
Who said that the gospel music has no swaag
Who
see
But until you cleanse yourself is when you'll see Hip Hop is free
And by Hip Hop I mean your everything, wait
Whut am I talking about? nobodies
hate it
I swear I'm done w making music out my basement
Isaiah K, they take his voice before he say it
Yng Zay can write a song, release, n make
needs to be driven by car, to and from campus. And you're going to take care of that. And he goes, Cool. And the negotiation was done.
I didn't know yet,
K-A-N-O
I was like N-O, you know my M-O
I say it to your face, no memo
I'm on the roads like lines that are yellow
Real, you are not like Ghetto
I'm back
Wake up in the morning feeling so damn good
I made music so good to me
Me and my n****s bout to kick it with some b****es
And you know we bout
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
L's up .... or youll be lost boy
(Get em up up up )
0:24 Mr Cheeks
Yeh
you rocking wit the lost boyz n*gga
you rocking wit the lost boyz
yeh u
.jpg/300px-Radio_City_Music_Hall_(51395756913).jpg "Radio City Music Hall Company & Orchestra")
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