Lyrics:
do shit for me
Glad you got your plate but what you eat don't turn to shit for me
Counting my calories you going to starve dog literally
Like watching
going for that
She a barbie my only type
I need a bad bitch right by my side
Can u keep ur promises
She want me for the benefits
Keep it real I don't
come to your shows
But don’t you forget there’s another little Jew
In this industry that can rhyme like you
3 Minute Miracle , I loved that shit
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
it,
Or burst of light
Blaze stars into me,
While the love breaks through here and now.
So, murder by the light of the sun.
Please don't get too
die out (let it die out)
Took a drive down I-95
I flew south for the winter
Promised land, promised land
Come and take me by the hand
I promise I'll
Johns prideHalted by some outlawsSoon there after joined forcesIn the meantime John plansBecomes Sheriff himselfMaking Gamelyn wantedBut now he´s
saved by John the Pope
The M, A, see and K, from Oakland, California
I'm Too $hort baby, no I don't play, I'm macking
Freak nasty, I like your dance
my long john's
Jesus is the carpenter
Now this the deconstruction
No discussion
He gon bust in
Keep on ducking
He gon come an
Break your walls down
the Refugee Camp!
Run up on you be , and leave your seat damp!
And sell stocks slow, sellin' high, by low
From Madina up to Y.O.
El Capitan
just one
Thing you should know
I don't ask for much when you're with me
Girl just promise you'll stay by my side
‘Cause I don't give no second chances
nothin' else, I promise girl I swear
I just need somebody to love
Yeah, 'cause don't you think we oughta know by now (By now)
Don't you think we shoulda
But let's be clear in your ears
They're just words to a mirror
Face the fact you're just standing in fear
I promise I'm ok
I know you don't believe me
a futon
But the truth be told
I'm thick font on point and bold
I break the mold, I bend don't fold
My soul has been controlled
By the creator
Hit a brother
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
hope that when you graduate, we still have gasoline
Even if our cars recharge, I hope we don't use up one more thing
But I promise you
I'll always tell
John the Pope
The M, A, C and K, from Oakland, California
I'm Too $hort baby, no I don't play, I'm macking
Freak nasty, I like your dance
You know
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
of an influence
And live your life, don't try to make someone else have that shit, might ruin it
Yeah, I make money off all type of shit, I got stocks for me
don't play baseball
John Travolta when I see the opp cause we gon' face off
Keep a .223 right by my hip it blow yo face off
Promise you don't want no
John the Pope
The M, A, C and K, from Oakland, California
I'm Too $hort baby, no I don't play, I'm macking
Freak nasty, I like your dance
You know
a king like Bron
I bet I promise
And I don't break no promise
I can take you to the promise land
I been thinking straight
On a path to be a better man
old colored feller who the folks was always fond
I don't even remember what his last name was we always
just called him Uncle John
Why I remember when
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