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She is the love child
Was she the love child?
No you’re the love child
For sure you the love child
We came up from the dirt
The depths of the Earth
so they can hate on your ass
What's in a name? What's in a name? Suffering and pain
Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, game face, king's grace
I
getting high off this herb
All this bullshit I just curve
I'm switching these lanes watch me swerve
Don't you see the door is closed behind the scenes is
curves so freak what you heard
Rollin' with the phatness
You don't even know what the half is
You gotta pay to play
Just for shorty, bang-bang, to look
on the mariner
About his neck, the dead bird is hung
And the curse goes on and on at sea
And the curse goes on and on for them and me
"Day after day, day
on the mariner
About his neck, the dead bird is hung
And the curse goes on and on at sea
And the curse goes on and on for them and me
"Day after day, day
here you fucking pier
While you drink fucking beer
Down in hell
Deep in hell
What the hell is that smell
Smells like dead bodies
In a pile that has
a man so when can we date
I got good taste and I like your shape
Dem itty bitty shorts and your micro-braids
You thin in the waist extra cute in
And my longing for bitches
I guess when you be raised by TV then false love is the mission
So I was fallin for, any girl wit a good smile
What a fool
Mix
Playstation gotta know that i play more
Boy thats everything that i aim for
Once I insert it, I am perfect
Won't you give a nigga what he came for
Who is
light up spark it
Bet you feeling them shots that we sending you
KROE and SL!P bitch we might be identical
Aim it straight for your dome and get rid
And don't you try to fight it
Your smile is a blessing
Your body's a curse
You gon' send a nigga crashing with all of those curves
You know I mean no
I get the cheddar
Yeah son and I get the bread
You heard what I said
Justin Bieber is my friend, but I'm cuter
I don't give a hoot
We're riding on our
oppressed
So we demandin' racial equality, nothing less
For what they did in the past and still do
Wouldn't you want somebody to ride if they killed you?
For certain, got 6 figures in my sock drawer
And honestly this year I expect to make a lot more
It's hard to live without a budget when life is
should (Should I)
Go in (Go in)
Ask her (Don't ask)
Where is your man?
Your eyes (Your eyes)
Your curves (Your Curve)
Bouncing (Jumping)
Can't hold No
Summer day
December night
You're really cute
I have to fight
This urge to splurge
No curve to curb
Deter myself from
Speaking words
To all my friends
do
What's the value of her rose for exposure
Oh why?
Can't they pay a girl some mind till she's subdued or nude
She unfolded by pressure
She feels good
Anakin
We do it for the ages to come
Never living for the now but the places to come
Under the son... Faith is how races are won
Promises are the bullet.
jiggy catering to what your feeling
Pack it to the floor up to the ceiling
Shake
What ya momma gave you baby don't let nothing break
Yo watch cause we
a king without a scar or two
The child that is brewing will take hold of the wings
Steer us forward into what we're meant to be
Better that's all we could
from verbiage and verbs inspired by herb and time on the curve. Hop in the game hit the lanes and just swerve. Get pulled to the curve throw up the hatch
stay in touch
What for
Not exactly sure
But I agree with your motive
The posion took over
'cause the dose was sugar coated
The world is full of people
love me, and I love you, too
But is this a dream
Is it really true
Let's go hang out and see what they do
Man, you're so perfect and pretty for me
I say
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