Lyrics:
the steel, or bash the steel
My passion real, I'm fashion ill
The pussy niggas are Massingil, mass appeal
My past is real before I had the deal, you dig?
Hahaaa
I'm gonna bash your pretty head into the f****** pavement
I'm gonna make your life so miserable you'll break down
I'm gonna crash your knee
I'm freezing inside
Remembering the days, you would be by my side
Old memories of you and me in the ride
We'd go for a drive and the seats would recline
Oow khouya tana koubli chi kass
Majanish n3as bhala mfala9 blfas
Ya3 3la zhar ch7al m3ekas
Msab9 m3a 3inin nas
9albi mab9ash ki7ass
Wla bard ki lglace
Ja Rule, Chuck B-more
Every thug needs a lady
And every thug needs a down ass bitch, huh, feel me
Every thug needs a lady
Baby I'm convinced, you
I'll do right by you
Baby baby tell me what I have to do
Baby I'll do right by you
Numbers in my phone, gone
I'm the one who's trippin every time I left
computer game
Notta again
I've got God
I'm in awe of him always
Nd My thoughts
Were sought after by God
And now they're all his
And now all I can say is
You
the noise you talk are lies
Pretty damn soon they'll be by (I'm outta here)
They listen to me and i give'em the real
And every night caps get peeled
bash booty, big ting like a Rover
Yes it got me droolin', got me hittin' on the sofa
Suck me dry, baby, I'm the shit, I'm not no pauser
Do your thing,
What you doin? Baby what you doin?
Ferragamo and Versace
I’m gon wrap you up in Louis (LV)
What you doin? Tell me what you doin
On Santa Monica
all hits when wield my
Bone made blade it's what I'm feared by
Common sense is turned of
The sickest fuck you've heard of
Now goes on out to murder
No
proceed to give you
What you need
J.M., motherfuckers
J.M., motherfuckers (uh)
'95, motherfuckers (woo)
Uh
Who shot ya? (uh)
Separate the weak from
Yeah, niggas want to talk shit, in the mothafucking room
I got something for your motherfucking ass, check it out
Rampage I'm coming express
Running in hard, freestyle bars
Started at the start, support like a bra
You’ve seen how I’ve done so far
You have seen me come this far
I’m very
coming atcha like the thunder
I'm gonna roar and roar in the jungle
Prepare your cash cause I'll be your Bday bash
Like cannonball I'll make the biggest
On the block on the block
Yo bitch on my cock
What the fuck
Keep a Glock
Yeah I keep a Glock
Yo bitch love my Glock
Stay on the block I'ma block baby
I'll show you the world if you just shut your piehole
I got a job for you now don't say no
If you love me baby better let it show
I'm a line inside your
They said I was trash, well, look at me now
I'ma give 'em a bash, they look at me, like, "How?"
My mummy said to go to my room
Get mad at her,
you tell them say you know me
Don't let me play my card
Yeah you know I no be novice
I no like dey tell you story
Now I'm like, bad girl no wan leave
Yeah, this is a story of a famous dog
Of a dog that chases its tail, will be dizzy
Met her snake ass at a barbecue bash
She had a lot of ass
to follow
A place I have to go
Well, no one told me just how to get there
But when I get there I'll know, yeah
'Cause I'm taking it
Step by step
Bit
I'm about to lose it so they bash and diss it
Before they even hear what I have comin this year
Imma be that lit spear lets get some of this shit clear
Check, check
This happened for real
Baby Bash
Yeah (haha), Frankie J
Obsession
Well, it's early in the morning
And my heart is feeling lonely
Check, check
This happened for real
Baby Bash
Yeah (haha), Frankie J
Obsession
Well, it's early in the morning
And my heart is feeling lonely
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