Lyrics:
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
experiment, he came up from the projects
No wonder this shit mine, nigga, I blew up off the mindset
We gon' give you hell, nigga, tell us we can't beat
still buy it
I got so much drip
That you will drown in
You ain't never seen nobody
Do it how I do it
Your big homie still tryna
Copy everything I'm
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in
Chance, what's good?
What the? Man, are you eating right now?
Of course! Do yourself the biggest favor
Let Justin know, let Wayne know
And let Quavo
it stop fronting if the dick too good never tell ‘em when im coming
Bitch u a clown give it up now everything I do you be rocking my sound wanting my
niggaz
My wife you can say a nigga drank too
She ain't bad, she what you doin' what the paper do
I wonder if they got a spot for all the Tupacs
Dawgs
when at last I open my eyes
Do you think, do you think
You could let me touch you
I can't be your Wonder Woman
Me and my fear will both be here
When I
don't understand this shit no more and how you do things
Wonder why the boy be crashing out he having mood swings
Used to being dolo kicking shit up like
May not lead to wealth
If you wanna be an artist You gotta do it for yourself
Do it yourself
If you play the violin you gotta start at 6
And by
English, I'm mikey, wayne vanish
I go by weezy f b thass who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new Id
I beat up the track like the new ali
And leaving eye
see the pain behind the beauty and the working woman
No shame in how the scares came woman
You were made from the clay by the God of wonder woman
a 12-step plan and he gonna show youhow to do it.
Step One
You admit you are powerless under me
Step Two
You figure that's just gotta be jelly cos jam
Mandem know that I do not slack
You at my back
Get off my track
Mandem know that I do not slack
Ca-Ca-Ca-Came up to take your spot
Oh my Lord I'mma take
eating, all you haters do is add salt
Stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt
Mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off
Real nigga all
grass
Nigga cut your throat
Taking out your trash
Pull up on you slow
Going nowhere fast you ain't got nowhere to go
Nigga hung 'em by a rope
Dump 'em by
I'm tryna have that kind of night
I left from Wayne's too early
I'ma be back later on Friday night
I'ma get that money by Friday night
Paycheck came
You must not really know where I come from
Exactly where my heart or you would never, never, never
Ugh, where do I start?
People ask me shit about
Why do people always try to ride me?
Talking game like you have been around me
Talking game like you already OG
Why do people always think they
and make yo chest buckle
When I come I lay the sprays wit K's by the truck load
Should've got out of my way you heard my clip shuffle
Now yall was
4th of July
(words and music by Randall Wayne Belt and Brian Kious)
4th of July Lyrics
Dance with me real close
Don't tell me lies
You got all
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in
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