Lyrics:
I rock with my brothers, yeah
I rock with my brothers, they a go down with me
But the love be fake, got to watch my niggas
I be leaning off purp, got
Like a sick note, but it don't get bigger
I'm the realest, I'm a killer with the lyrics
Just look back at SBTV, and you'll see
Takin' the scene
I don't need currency, you don't need shit from me
We got bands like Big Time Rush
We got bands like the fucking Jonas Brothers
We got bands like,
Heart" by writer Butler
-charted in 1966 at #91 as "He Will Break Your Heart" by the Righteous Brothers
CHORUS
He don't love you like I love you
If
a lover
Beside my brother, S-C-O-T-T
I just laughed, cause no one can defeat me
This is lecture number two, "My Philosophy"
Number one, was "Poetry" you
She played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said,
is the mission desired
I see a lot of liars so to dem I cross and fire
And they lyrics soundin' tired, repetitious and expired
Cool dem down
on the turntables
Ant Live I don't need you collectin the dough
And Little Daddy since you my brother
get yo' ass on in here
Cause we gettin ready to take things
Gouda, sick wid it records
BME, Warner Brothers, the machinery
Ooh, look out pimp
Heavy on the grindin' entertainment
Stovetop productions
Ooh,
of the Song
1 Mill by 1.cuz, Gidde & Asme
Make a dessert, I'm making a
We are living the life you want
In front of the start of my hits
You'll wish you
brother was depressed for too long
I got them rubber bands tho
See You flexing on the gram like whatchu need a Benz for
Broke for way too long I swear
Wished for something
Something that it wasn't
People moving quickly through the streets
They moved by dozens
He says the man has fallen down
Liar,
Boolin withca bitch in the back of the bando
Slammin on the chick she in love with the bands doe
Leavin all her friends home
Whippin in the benz slow
3:15 Lyrics
Riding round my gas tank on E
Tryna get them rubber bands on me
Staying up late way quarter past three
Real NIGGcS know real NIGGcS
RIP to Virgil
I snuck the toolie in this bitch
I don't wanna hurt you
I need all blues out this bitch
I don't wanna flirt you
Made a couple bands 'fore
Single-handed, I ain't with that band stuff
'Cause Cee'll scratch a record like flakes of dandruff
And the mic I ravage, not like a savage
But in my own way
Yep
Steps up to the plate
Little brother, little league
Eighty-seven he was eight
Rookie season for the skinny slugger
Newly out of t-ball
Pit
little 30 gon' make the boy dance
Young nigga, I got a whole lot of bands
Hop on a jet and I'm flyin' to France
Bought a new chain and it's like 20 racks
Lyrics Natty dread push on through so
Come a come a dance my sister
Lyric You come a come a dance my brother
Come a come a dance my sister
Liedertexte
they gon tell your business
Stay by my lonely cause n***** be tripping
F*** y'all n***** y'all can't get in my way me and my brothers gon run them up
written on an album sleeve
She can tell you who's hot
Who will make it and who will not
She loves to hear the music
She's got every lyric down
She loves
I came a long way from the
Struggle
I had to get it
I keep my brothers by my side
Cause we the trillest
I know some real niggas
They gone feel
always knew this, ha ha
Yeah, boy!
Bass! How low can you go?
Death row, what a brother know
Once again, back is the incredible
rhyme animal,
just put a rubberband on it the rubber band man
I just call lo sosa cuz dat nigga make my happy
I put a texturizer in my shit cuz it been nappy
Ex gf
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