Lyrics:
public school too
Like what's in between a 3 and 1 and House Gang, I spoke to all 3 on 1 call
Like I dropped 2 albums and #3 is 1 second from bein' done
a real one
I felt like making a song, I made one
To be at the top of the charts, I’m number one
I felt like writing another, an album
All this came about,
in good time he's a pretty good fellow
Motherfuckers motherfuckers
I'm still doing songs motherfuckers
I'm still hitting bongs motherfuckers
I'm still
and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was
Cole World, DJ Khaled!
Yeah, back from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my head
Who's white or black, it's a rare package
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the One World Album. It has also been released on The Country Roads Collection album
her (ew)
I just Michael Jackson, beat her (beat it)
I'm from Zone 6, lot of killin' and drugs (21)
Fuck an autograph, nigga, I'm strapped in
care 'bout nothing 'cept to get this album out dog
Fuck e'ry body in the world of this outlaw
Coming to you live from my home studio
In south side
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
sure
But that was my, that's who I had in mind
Boom
But so, how did the album come about?
Aight, so check it out, this is how it came about
I had
By the time you hear this song
It's gon be too late
The album been done dropped
You gotta listen to what I gotta say
Gunshots ringing off in
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
The damn Jackson's
And my dawgs big steppas
They be stepping up
Heads up
May 7th
And that Sevens Up
Sevens
Put my heart in, Got the best of it
Sevens
May be
Yeah, it's all fact no fiction
It's my interpretation
Wanna know how it went down? I'll tell ya
Yo, Biz turn me up a little
Bit in the headphones man
They said every album gotta have it
I didn't want to believe it
I didn't even want to write it
Cause I don't even mean it
Here's a generic love song
Island
To shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got
Your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a rapper
united by love so strong
when the radio isn't on you can hear the songs
a guided light on the dark road your walking on
a sign post to find the dreams you
You gon' ask yourself how come your mans
Didn't empty that last round that he had in Curtis Jackson's ass while he had the chance
You keep askin' us
Mic check, I can get smooth to any groove
Relax the tongue, let my mic take a cruise
Around the planet, pack 'em in like Janet
Jackson, she's
[indistinguishable] ...there's always someone one million stone heavier than you... [indistinguishable]
- Here's a song which is also from the last album. It tells
The Neighbours n' The Brave
But the best thing is I have 'em, have 'em in empty PS3 cases n' wrote the album
Names on the cases with sharpie, got 'em sorted by
Looking sick in a six
And some schweiz on my wrist
Now picture this
You got to blow, cause to many niggas out for Mr. Jackson's dope
Y'all niggas got
she knows I'm only in it when it's wet and its gushy
She says she wants the real me, but you don't want the real me
I'm Michael Jackson in thriller
.png/180px-Stonewall_Jackson_(1966).png "Stonewall Jackson")
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