Lyrics:
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two broken legs, trying to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the cops
I'ma kill
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two broken legs, trying to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the cops
I'ma kill
for nothing
I'm a back em down like Shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand
Better pray that this chopper jam, like a radio single, man
Police radio
precise right in the pocket
Stupid dope beats and Evil E rocks it
The girl straight from the heart
My jam is sure to hit the top of the charts
Ram is my
to get by
No money in my pocket but I was still fly
Curled to my neck but I got respect
And now I stack fat sacks and ride around in a Lex
And oh my
Def Jam and took a piss on the map
I told y'all, I wasn't like the other cats
I'm fresh like a Wii, them niggas playing jacks
They all a bunch
that shit
You guys are way overbudget
Yo, listen, I do not wanna lose my job for of this
Love you guys, but I got two kids in private school
And by
ripped my legs off
Huh, nothing but a minor coft
You can't get me I swing from a tree
Shouting and cussing and shooting at me
Everybody's end make two
Walking along my neighborhood road, it’s all quiet, and my neighbor is playing “Black” by Pearl Jam. Walking by, I get the instant sensation of all
that
She got a bomb ass pearl, but it's more than that
She knows what it is and she play a role
Every girl's not built for it, it takes a toll
She
to the grocery store
He runs through the park until his legs can't take anymore
He's growing up Country living with Cows and Cars
He's growing up Country living
him know that he's the man
When he said he was a fan it was too hard to understand
No time to soak up the moment though, cause I was in a jam
Hov
(Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your legs up on easy.")
Verse 1
[FKI] There's only one place where we can go
To see freaky hoes doin'
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
gotta finish off the Album
DEATH RACE. ULTRA. SCHEHEREZADE
DEATH RACE. ULTRA. SCHEHEREZADE
Woah. I'm rarely known to make it past Verse two
You can
of cottonmouths try'na start a problem now
Talkin' shit when I am not around and I'ma knock you out
This that Bobby Boy logical jam
Sad that he left the game but
Said that's that Kaepernick energy
Bended Knee, Boyz II Men
I'm 21, voices creep
Whispers that I'm much too young to be out, son
By out, I mean out
sleeping in, uh, his basement on the couch
Which is the cover to my first album, Under Pressure, shout out Cathy, shout out the Rosado family
All my
to represent (aight!)
(Represent yo!) Daddy you represent
[Verse One: Grand Daddy I.U.]
Yo make way it's the you comin' through with the one two checka
believe it's been six albums already?
Why, it seems like only yesterday
That I single-handedly started this two-person band all by myself!
And definitely
list
This fit did you order?
Or what's underneath?
You a La Pearl girl or
You shop with Vicky?
I'm Done
One, two
What it do
Lady will you let me swoop
Look here see
Pretty Mike shanked Two-Face Al over some gal
Found the body dead in the isles
Death by strangulation
Microphone cord, a dirty
world
Bitches stay wet like a Jheri curl
And niggas in there deep like she was a pearl
Steady looking for hickeys like they name was Earl
And they
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