Lyrics:
A Town and don't you eva get it confused
Cause we the ones that sold it to
The dude that sold it to you
First album out the trunk I
Started makin some
that woman
Everynight
Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now
Ah, play it boys
I likes that jazz
Big Bad Bill don't fight any more (No, he don
Robbie Williams sings
The way you feel when Robbie Williams sings
I don't want to plagiarize
Don't want to be a bore
Don't want to sing the same old
on the dough
And I won't talk to you
After my next album blow
Since a little nigga I been on my own
Me I hold the chrome
You don't think so respect it or check
Restless
Don Williams
Tim Williams,Don Williams
Album: Flatland
Give me too many bad signs,
I'll be gone and I can tell you why
Right or wrong
And I'll go get it by any means, rain, winter, summer (comin' down off it)
Legend in the making (like I'm Billy Williams)
Want it, I'ma take it (like I'm
Had the whole town scared to death
When he walked by, they all held their breath
He's a fightin' man, sure enough
And then Bill got himself a wife,
Had the whole town scared to death
When he walked by, they all held their breath
He's a fightin' man, sure enough
And then Bill got himself a wife,
in the pudding and that baking sodas taking
Paper that I'm making got her taking photos naked
Listening to niggas like whistling at Wendy Williams
I
I guess I'm on my... on my Don shit
Somebody gotta do it
Look, no more interviews
I'm not talking about this on a song, feature or interlude
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
won’t let go of you
You might have the Hank Williams Blues
Lord when you got ‘em
You know by the pain
You’re hitting on rock bottom
Out in the pouring
Don't push me when I'm in album mode
You're not even top 5 as far as your label talent goes
You send shots, well, I got to challenge those
But I bring
Hello, my name is Mac Lethal
And thank you for your
PurchaseThis album is best served
With a delicious glass
Of Grand Crew or Wild Flemish
For all
like it baby
I stated this shit in quarantine
I can't sing, I can't rap
But my pen game mean and
I got an album
Don't hate on me baby yea
Girl I have
of the repressive apparatus. The names of the fallen ones are:
Carlos Augusto Barroso, 19, killed by skull crushing.
William Fernandes Leite, 22, killed by a shot
in the pudding and that baking sodas taking
Paper that I'm making got her taking photos naked
Listening to niggas like whistling at Wendy Williams
I
Proof's in da pudding and dat bakin soda taken,
Paper dat I'm makin, gotta take dem photos naked.
Listenin to niggas like whistlin dat Wendy Williams,
I
mother's side, I am the grandson of William Bullock and Mary “Mamie” Elizabeth Thomas. I don't have the full lineage on my Father's Mack side, but I'm
a writers credit which of
Course made me sick eGo-EGo-EGO!
When I was in
NY I had to meet with William Orbit
Which has you know we're trying to do
A deal with
Proofs in the pudding and that baking sodas taking
Paper that I'm making got her taking photos naked
Listening to niggas like whistling at Wendy Williams
I don't know how to give a fuck
I don't know how to give a fuck
No wonder this album fucking sucks
So many bars it's all to much
When there is
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
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