Lyrics:
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
father, father history, natural father
There fathers, one father, two fathers, three
History friends, history life, history album, yes
Surprise them, punish
ya face, you're it!
It's I who come by drive-thru
Gator-toed Mauri, three quarters, sky blue
Look at mami: eyes blue, 5'2"
I approached her "Hi
an assurement
I'm in that trap with Key Santana,
You drop a four, let's get into it
I'm in that trap
With KG Wapo, fuck the world
Then bitch, you ruined
Draco
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
of the rings
Add that shit up that 2 lines by a 3
But I bet i be loaded like glocks on a sting
Only pour red i do not do the green
Only want bread i do
Yessir
Weezy F. Baby, yeah
I thank the lord each and every day
And I'll have three blunts and some Perrier
And my grill looks like an iced out
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
Na mój nowy album wszystko musi się zgadzać
Dzwonię do ciebie, by powiedzieć
Że nie mogę gadać piszę chore rzeczy
Musisz koniecznie je zbadać
Chcę ci
3 chainz, owww
Caught up in my bullshit, put your head on backwards
And skate off after, engage in laughter 'bout what just happened
Fingers
to be stung by a bee, that's just me
Or a wasp
Yeah, I'm being legit...
Got a clean record (you know?)
It really went from...
A joke to an album now I'm
got three)
French Maldives (uh-huh, ha)
Green Card from that visa (Green Card from visa)
Get caught and she leave (get caught and she leave)
By
listeners relate
Let's put the beat back in, 6, 7, 8
This is the end of Opportunities
1 album, 2 album, is there a 3rd please
This bitch is going off again
home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!
If you mad I'm on top, then wish me gone
If you
[Verse 3]
The djent man is very wrong
The beast is real not just in this song
The purpose of this symphony is to
Confirm the existence of this beast is
a drive-by on a church
Got 30's and ratchets, AR with attachments
We kill em we catch em
Threw on my dog on em he fetch him
He was at home alone he stressin
it?
Oh no, man
I'm cueing up the fourth album now, his final one
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four, listen
Look into my eyes
Tell me
You should never argue with
A crazy mind-mind-mind-mind-mind-mind
You oughta know by now (You oughta know by–)
You should never argue with
A crazy
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
Strange'
Lipstick on my collar, Oscar de la renta(y)
Your hijo pequeño, my nachos, bel grande
Stay sippin' that Andre
Spent 3 stacks, that's Andre
That
killed by Draco
Ready to Shaq attack em
NBA jam em with the blamma
These Niggaz faker than Santa
With bandanas just like Santana
You Only tell half
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