Lyrics:
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
ass
Now you broke
Sitting at home
Wishing to get all of it back
She said if I throw it
Are you gone catch it
Hell naw bih ion want what you Passing
ya
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt
And why do y'all got to flaunt?
("You gotta use what you got
To get what you want")
Cool, I heat you up
bein' dead and Tekashi still livin' is a crime
God, you gotta do better, you been fuckin' up lately
Bro, all I hear is Pop Smoke when I turn on my radio
bad about all this stuff i did
KW: Mm hmm jK: I guess the first question
I should ask is, who are you wearing?
KW: It's Ralph
JK: Kramden? Lauren?
is always getting stuffed
You want to diss us?
We don't even know you you little bitch
You want to sit there and diss us?
You little bitch I'll slap
without love we want prevail
Without love we surely fail
Without love there is no revile
Let's come together you and I
Pray for freedom, pray for live
Let's
inducted
In is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of (shame)
You fags think it's all a game
'til I walk a flock of flames
Off a plank and
Tell me what in
see Christina in all her sluthood
It's like watching porn but the music's not thisgood
I want to stuff my TV's crotch with a dollar
Still I'd hump you
easily
I forgive myself quickly
It's over. Move on. Let it go.
CHcNGE
I release all resistance and allow change to occur
Everything is working out
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
For you to come back
Everything that Denzel spit's, nigga
Is all facts
I be stickin' to the paper like a thumbtack
Uh, I'm a paid motherfucker, gun
smoke again
Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ
Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head
I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat
laugh
If you want a t-shirt bruv just ask
If I see any more boy better garms
I'll put on my V for Vendetta mask then
Come to your shop and start wrapping
Dance, dance to the radio
Get into the groove and take it real slow
I saw them lying on the ground with no sense of reality
Their hands were over
the remaining band members
Including Hayley we want to thank you guys
For all of your love
And support over the past 7 years it’s been
An honor creating
you honestly love me
Before dawn comes and the sky's still lovely
Dad beat me up again, I want you to hug me
We gotta run away, bring clothes and money"
with me
I'm just laughin' spree
Yeah you're right we got enough for everyone
So get all your friends and your families and come along
Move
the meaning of expensive taste
We want to gitchi gitchi ya ya (come on)
Mocca chocolata (what)
Creole Lady Marmalade
(One more time, come on)
Marmalade
(Come on)
All I wanna do is get the bitches thinking
I can really do the cunnilingus and I'm gonna bring it
I can do whatever they want I'm really
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
song I no longer play at shows and I cringe every time it's on the radio
And I think of Nathan being placed in a home
And all the medicine you fed us
a home
And all the medicine you fed us
And how I just wanted you to taste your own, but
Now the medications taken over and your mental states
is not
And ain't nobody over me
So ain't no reason to stop
So you're the prince of all Saiyans?
Let me even the odds
Your dad knew I was a threat
So
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