Lyrics:
with my shadow clone
When she hit me on my phone
Cut her off and end the line
Never know who by my home
They don't want the smoke, No
They don't want
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
like Bruce lee at the end of a movie
But In this movie we really shooting (Pow Pow Pow)
After I drop this album gotta stay 10 toes deep
While your home
of throwbacks
I'm dancing not like the club but more like the song from Lee Ann Womack
So wrap it up sonny you done failed your audition
I ain't drop an album yet
by the Aether malekith, a dark elf
Woke up and tried to reach her
Thor took her back to Asgard and
Tried to remove the substance
But Malekith killed
tampons
Into my ears, just only not to
Hear all these wack-ass albums, brought to
The industry by ‘em dumb skinny and tattooed
Freaks, their raps -
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
sees it
It's therapy season!
You want album 3? Then give me a reason!
Why should I bother stressin' again?
Why should I wake up depression again?
Won't
getting worked by this girl named Cognac, matta fact
I want to take her home, the reefer got me in the zone
Intentions to bone, we all alone, by ourself
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
Nigga robbed my lil cuz guess he mad bout that two three
You can get two for the three bitch I feel like i'm migo lee
Try to jump in this water you
(feat. King Jacob, The Professor)
[Intro: King Jacob]
Ight, I am not a crook
..I'm a pimp
Uh, Yeah
Murphy Lee da Skool Boy
Yo professor where
[Young Jeezy:]
U Kno We Keep That White Girl, Christina Aguilara
My Jewelry 2 Loud Baby Girl I Cant Hear Ya
I Need About 50 If Them Bricks Hit Tha
n'en déplaise à la Fontaine
Pour toi petit dauphin j'écris les fables de Lacombetaine
Talking badly to me, fuck you yeah
Call my girl by her sister name,
'em grown and then watch 'em lead
Let me proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all
by see I'ma be like buying her
shit.
I bought her lunch the first time,
but see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time
never get rich surrounded by broke customers
You gotta learn to maneuver through the tight spots
Dirty bike cops keep searchin' a nigga Nike socks
I
to promote me, yeah
Gotta bust it open for my nigga Swae Lee
Tell me all your secrets, baby, come clean
You and me tonight and you'll be complete
If they
nigga stuck on the road
Changing these lanes, going fast speed
Bring a bad bitch tell her get on her knees
Fuck a fake nigga, he get hit with the beam
Sandra Lee, Sandra Lee
Me make love to her she a go and chinese
Hung fung ching fung
DL please kiss me uh huhhhh uh huhh
There miss a king Yellow
In
Answer while I'm puffin' my green
It's Tamika sayin', "Hi Nas"
I caught a flashback of her askin' me was I asthmatic 'fore I tapped that
She offered me
shits, at like forty-seven cops
Call me Doc D, get on my dick, you carbon copy
I just illegally downloaded the Kid Cudi album (great scott)
And got
shit, bet I live for it
For this moment
Had to vent so I hit up the big homie
Niggas don't even buy albums
But niggas still do anything for a deal,
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