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I'm disgusted Straight here, violated by a later bitch You Buster (woo-ha) Confusing emotions With the fact I'm good at touching Now you digging
Baby girl forgot to wear panties So I smacked her on the bum bum Baby girl love her daddy Daddy, he play rough And daddy like to make his baby girl
the press and yes, conflict is caused By the kids at concerts who bum rush the doors One child gets hurt, the press gets pesty But what about
Hard truth soldier radio Brothers and sisters, this is not a test I've been asked by Public Enemy Leader Chuck D to make this emergency
You're the one nigga Who's a dumb nigga And a bum nigga You're a slum nigga Better run nigga When I come nigga With a gun nigga You're
by my girl's family I gotta dream and it might seem thin But I couldn't breathe without it, it's my Siamese twin I sleep no more, dream with eyes
you did Tryna forget everything that we done did as kids I ain’t dumb I ain’t stupid I ain’t going for Shìt I refused to get played by a bum ass
the fire and the rain I'll always be right there by your side You ain gotta worry when u fall I'll pick you up from the ground Baby watch us take it
Feelings with Astoria Jackson Heights heat tongues past the sun Open nights served rockets past dem bums Bums to Mets, meet Johnnies, Redbird line King
walkę toczą by zdobyć kwit i mordy moczą Choć żaden z nich nie jest moczymordą to każdy z nich chciałby wygrać w Lotto Wiara to to moje motto wierzyłem że
Beefing with my Haters maybe They Jealous coz they ain't Getting paper its not My Fault you a Lazy Bum that road to Success i don't Wanna walk I wanna Run
all his ends and tell all my friends We gon be lit by the weekend...yeah that's right I got the nigga for all he got He used to be that nigga now my
Well she's first at the bar on giro day First out the cab when it's time to pay Woah, she's got a bum knee A name like a deity Oh she's got red card
Burrberyy jacket got a Glock i gotta tuck it Drive by see that nigga i gotta pop him Sippin double cup, nigga we aint drinking lean Fuck that
hard to speak? Getting harder to swallow and breathe By the minute, see Puke my guts out Hack and couch my lungs out Stash is running low So i better
Like a bum on the street I am begging you for change Cuz the world has gone insane We only think about ourselves when we steady switching lanes
your crown like Jacky on a hill The band's still playing but they're muffled by the heartbeat in your ears You better get your shit together in
by myself on the sofa I ain't giving in just yet this ain't over Living in sin need a four leafed clover And some closure, hold composure While my
trying to make it out the mud Are you still excited by those bum's Now you growned, and all hasty to be mom I missed prom I losed bond's Lost more than
by, just like the cars that are on the road And it's fine when a grinner makes a fortune But can't tithe, just like the bum with the broken heart
sirens It's wild Hit the booth and cry out Make a song that's timeless Bum's out on the corner They're there to remind us When I open eyes I decided that I
To Scottie Pippen rapu Bitman Baku Hitman Ja na szlaku cisnę pociskiem Żaden z Was nie ma mocy nie ma sił by Mógł stanąć mi na drodze mnie zatrzymać Bo zbyt
spit who box this Turn explorer Dora to horrorcore bum rapper Tour to tour from door to door morning after Pills for girlies that squeal slipped on that
as she heard them Sirins hold up My people need a breather You see us rolling reefer Wit a bad one Trina kick it no fifa Ms Bonita Apple bottom Bum You
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