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and events. Following his father's way of life who was as a club house dj. He received an award of recognition in 2013 from Business of Fashion hosted by Asaoke
an immigrant family
Middle class salaries
On 47th Street by the Stones
Where they move white out the house same block as Obama's home
Uh, born alone, die
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
I got no roof and no ceilings
I used to have a top but then I lost it
50k no chilling
I make these bitches dance til they exhausted
I'm cold blooded
I got a yard
It's full of wildflowers
'Cause I'm a wild child
Yeah, I got my own style
I got a roof top view that don't stop
Got my name
on a
brand new album! Yes! Oooh, it's gonna be out later this year. And we may, or we may not, you never
know, have another four top ten singles, thanks to you
You need help and boy it’s urgent
I’m a monster like a serpent
Imma kill you right now
And make sure you 'gon die a virgin
Selling albums like
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my money be da root.
Look up at da stars, she like "Honey where da roof?"
Pull up in a Dawes ?, canaries ? dey go
Genauso wie die Video-Auswahl
Niemand hat mich gepusht außer realem Hip-Hop
Freezy on top, es gibt nichts
Was das Feeling noch toppt
Vierzigtausend verkauft
you to me
Or from me to you
Ima plead the fifth
Cause they needing proof
Cut the top off
I cant see the roof
Fairy tales like Anita man Peter Pan
Fly
stay in exclusive (Like what?)
I woke up in Louis, my shades by Gucci
(I'm stylin')
My neck is a jewel house (Uh)
I fuck with Baton Rouge, ayy
Shoutout
and I'm not even halfway up
All of us start at the bottom
But I'm gonna get the drop
If the tippity top of the mountain's crowded
Y'all better pack it up
the fence
A few years earlier, I had an old tree chopped down
That was leaning towards the house
To protect the roof and for firewood
And now I've got
[intro:]
Yea yea yea yea (yall know who it is)
Swizzy. Snackz on da beat man its crazy
{The album out man}
Its crazy its just so crazy
NEW FIX!
got dough so, I ain't upset, ayo
I do the drop on
Michael J's and the top gone
At least I got the
Butter like microwave popcorn
Stop drawing it's gon'
got dough so, I ain't upset, ayo
I do the drop on
Michael J's and the top gone
At least I got the
Butter like microwave popcorn
Stop drawing it's gon'
rock
And roofs were raised by willing hands, from the bottom to the top
Then the people came and filled the house, were singing prayer and praise
Some
slowly tears away
My flesh is stuck to my bed as I begin my day
Walking out the house, this morning, the sky is red
The streets are crowded with the bodies
the steel.
[Chorus]
Check, baby,
Rockabye baby, on the roof top.
Open up your mouth, and taste my gallot.
When your jaw breaks your gold teeth will
the house just like terrorists
Screamin', "F-, sh-, f-"
Adult with a childish like arrogance
Wild ever since the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
F-
like parrots
They run around the house just like terrorists
Screamin', "Fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a childish like arrogance
Wild ever since
[Mike Jones]
What my motherfuckin name!
Mike Jones...... Who?
Mike Jones.......Who?
Mike Jones...My album "Who Is Mike Jones" coming soon
Yeah!
Where
to the tip top
Runnin' up them blues, catchin' plays in my flip flop
36 O's, E's right there by the cop
I'm plugged in with the sauce, never seen the drop
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