Lyrics:
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of Divine, I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok, ok, ok, ok,
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of divine
I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of Divine, I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of Divine, I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of Divine, I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
Coffee by Krups
Tit cups for any occasion or reason
Norm Summerton is my favorite Season
That pig gets real stinky
Oink oink pig gonna straighten out
And I can't get out
As I slip into your soft embrace
Why you gotta be so good to me
Tell me that you love me to set me free
Why you gotta be so good
no One to hug me, my stepfather used to Smack me
For asking for money
See, my mother had to pay for his Cigarettes and his coffees, she tried to Leave
You have brought me out of truly dark places
Called me by my name
Cleaned the dirt right from off of my face
Brought a remedy for all my pain
Planted
and I want it
Hold my body boy, pull me close
One by one
You have taken me higher
We got no Bic or no lighter
Think I'm ready, I'm letting go
One
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
the hour gets
For the mighty Kings return
To claim the bride He yearns
The ones that earned the privilege to be the righteous church
By grinding out
far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too
out the house
The shit was heavenly
relationships ain't shit no more
I played her like a Melody
That' s word to Billy belomy
I've done waited for this
on miles
I'm getting closer you better watch out
Don't get tied up you gon' fall to the ground
But you got laces coming from the pound
You looking up to me
closer
It's the freak in me
I want you, you, you
I love everything you do, do, do
I'd do anything for you, you, you
I love everything you do, do, do
When they play that new Jeezy, all the dope boys go crazy (yeah)
Now watch the dope boys go crazy
Pop your collar, then you swing your chain
For all
at the beginning
A Made Nigga
Khadafi:
How many niggas fall in ya vision
Gunnin em down for every last minute
That I spent in prison
We mash together
the work's all done this fall
Now when I left my home, boys, my Mother for me cried
She begged me not to go, boys, for me she would have died
My Mother's
Better yet they flagrant
Keep these niggas right up out the game
Get these niggas right up out my lane
I just wanna do this fucking music
Boy and leave
Stick by my side and I'm ready to aim
Boy stop playing them games
Lettin' off shots double tap to the brain
I be whippin' in a range
Cost 100 bands in
I need you closer
Closer than we've ever been before
Cause when I pull away I need you more
Closer than we've ever been
You're my lover and my friend
to see wants
He clocks that boy Bailey just staring from a far
Yeah Kyle thinks he's waiting for him
So shouts out to Bailey that he's comin' in a bit
just ain't never really seen stars close up
The furnace gets hotter the war is getting closer
War for your soul so try and be a soldier, in the army
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