Lyrics:
pussy . Swim & surf
K:
Vacas to India like I’m durk
If you cross the line pussy you can get it first
Selling white boi call it Steve Kerr
Sick
you mine but I don't wanna cross the line yea
What's the plan?
She knows that I'm the man
She so small and so petite I met her chilling in japan aye
to the front of the line
We're gonna stay by
[Chorus 1]
This one's for North Carolina! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo hand
Spin
Summer of 1978,
My sister and I in the back seat just wait.
We pass the time by making lines in the seat that we can't cross,
A thin line like
in a line, mida make a move, cross a state rollin', to whine.
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Submitted by Nathan Speer
HAG ME:
I caught my ceiling
over I'm drilling her
Uhh
Big blue
Mix it with medicine
Don't take No picture shorty
I don't got my motherfucking chains On
Junkies on my line they keep
to the death cross over but him that would live better fly,"
And over his line went a hundred-and-seventy-nine.
[Chorus]
Hi! Santa Anna, we're killing your
my lawyers got them it me,
Dotted all the I's and the T's can you cross them for me?
You can try and put your crosses on me,
I watch hate, I got
nah nah hold up homie) We takin over!
Gimme your girl gimme your keys to your four do' Explorer
Yo Lu Nile crack their composure
(We decompose
drive seat recline
Big wheelie man
Doin scams for the rich and if
It runs in my fam cross roads, cross breeds
Cross over weak mc's
Horse man will always
it that fate hasn't sown
In the skirt of an evening over mornings waste blown
I see the moon I see the go going by on stilts
As mouths wilt and turn
Impossible, we picked it up cocked and unload
Cross this line of fire, got heat if you want it, you need it come get it
I set the booth on fire. Light a blunt
the borders were drawn
Yet there is nothing guarding me from far beyond
As if the demon wants me to cross over to see
And this beast tempting is also very much
Inside and out, earned that clout
Warrin over a nigga ain't what I'm about
Ya had a good woman, I held ya down
Kept the pussy tight your own suga brown
packed, take the Gucci out so everything fit
And we 'gon roll like a kickball, cross over like Chris Paul
Get lost somewhere in Dubai, feet in the sand,
the G.O.A.T, bitch, I'm the huh, my bitch do lines sponsored by Adidas
She think I'm lyin', bitch, 'cause I'ma cheetah, bitch, I'm all hits, Tokyo, Derek Jeter
me when
Your ideas cross over into
The realm of men
Fantasies come and go
But we are in no place to pretend
That there's any hope
It's all come
to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if
One, two, three, kick it
Nigga know I hate his guts, so he don't cross my path
'Cause he know I've been survivin' all of the wars I had
Bitch-nigga
means, over my dead body
Willing, you still hoping that I write you in, cause after all these lines, now you’re an addict
Without Me, Developing a need
on to the ground
And hit the road. Yeah leave me alone, yeah
I was downtown leaning, sipping Honey Brown Sleeman
Saw an American chick with eyes, brown beaming
Girl
ain't no pushin' me, bro might put you on a tee
Dot my eyes and cross my T's, bro might put you six feet or bro gon' put you on your feet
But bro can't
my line
When I dial my baby's number
Hear the click every time
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number
Hear
The killing spree is over
And the thrill is gone
No one can find me now
I'll be dead by dawn
What was I thinking
When all your thoughts were on the line
And now
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