Lyrics:
festival
Not so very long ago
And the album, though well-intentioned
Not to everybody’s taste
Produced by the son of rockstar
Disappears without a trace
fucking grown now i was a little-ass
Kid in 2009 i've figured shit out
– well not figured shit out that's
Ridiculous not in some pretentious way
Just
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
Killa what's really good my nigga
Un casa what's really good
What's really good flee
Yo, what's really good
I got ta get on this album
I just
shit scary
I'm Calling Im calling shakira
Tony bravo
Tyler Perry
Spilt that lil lean now I'm sorry
Jolly ranchers in the party
Out the box call me lil
the fuck out of my day
Should I do this until I get paid
Nah that's too hard there's levels to this shit
A joke to an album now I'm dancing hella rich
Pull
the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my
that helped out
You know, whether it was a small part or a major part
like, you definitely, you know added and contributed to the album
For Those Who
moment of silence and
I let go of his shirt
I started to think that maybe I'd
Made some kind of big mistake
I tried to walk out onto the platform
But by
To the sell by date
But the standard will evolve once
I found my place
You're gonna remember my name
Dead Silent, straight out the insane asylum
Trying
on Carolina
Me and Lil Ra-Ra, we juug in the city, at night I lick on her vagina
Shakira ain't want me to fuck with Sharita, backdoor Vicky with Dewana
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
have a brother coming out the pelly pants
If I gotta keep em looking at the way you belly dance
She got a cute portfolio, fast like a Nascar that she
out the pelly pants
If I gotta keep em looking at the way you belly dance
She got a cute portfolio, fast like a Nascar like she drove before
Because I
remember niggas had me out there by my damn self
Break a moment of silence
I ain't dead, my life is frozen 'cause I'm goin' through it
Niggas sendin'
roba è leggendaria coma Asa Akira (uoh)
Vogliono fare la hit e sembrano Shakira (oh)
Li metto tutti in riga come cocaina (pare)
Perché sono Fellini per
Okay, right, we're here live in the studio with Ricky Jamaraz (Hi everyone)
Hello everyone (Hiii)
This is the final track of your new album
I been going now
I think all my haters finally notice now
Just made another album prolly throw it out
Know I’ll make another, I ain’t slowing down
All you know when the album drop my name gonna blow like bang!
I just bust down doors cuz all those watches never gonna be my thang
My shit bang when
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
a dog a bone
I'm still down to sell crack
Out a fiends home
God bless the child with a flawless flow
Say gave a nigga the talent to push blow
Like a pimp
to myself, Elizabeth, how are you going to keep your head above water? How are you going to survive? How are you going to get out of this mess?
The only skill
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
emotion
If you take a quick second to look at the song titles of the album
I want you to look at the last song title
And read it
Read each title one by one
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