Lyrics:
swung back, couldn't help her dress blue back
Now held accountable right for my actions
Right before the Wallabee Champ was rocking wallows
Drawing
migos ship
(Take off)
You already know I dress up
But no mariachi shit
I'm topping shit
While she still slop the dick
You already know man
I'm still
know how you do
Please make yo killin's clean
Slugs up in between
They eyes, like True Lies
Kill 'em and flee the scene
Just bring back the coke
likes the way I bop
The way I talk and big man's cock ayy
Sexy gyals dem a like me
Imma make em my wifies
See I don't mess with gyalies inna dress no
Can
Where's that gal with red dress on some folks called her Dinah
Stole my heart away from me way down in Louisiana
Take me back to Tulsa I'm too
Well certain thing you don't act man
And you can't take it back
You understand me a say,
But certain things you have to look on an other thing,
are staring
But you don't mind so you're not caring
You make a stop at a shop
All the girls passing you by and calling you hot
One has a cool dress with
drank
Man she calling for Uber
Sliding back like karma sutra
Now we gonna tear the roof up
When you trying to change a lame
You gotta charge it
Swept across the family dies
Something small as a look, can bring about a man's demise
And whoever he stands beside, hit him where he can't survive
help me walter Hartright
Is his name
(Another man who is sitting at the back
Overhears her and steps forward he takes
Her by the arm and during the next
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
man's girl, even I know that
But she's devised some plan to stab him in the back
Knife in hand, says their relationship's hangin' by a strand
So she's
shit look like some onion rings
Take a bitch and change her life, I dress her up like Halloween
I wake up, feel like Malcolm X, I need this shit by any
Where's that gal with red dress on some folks called her Dinah
Stole my heart away from me way down in Louisiana
Take me back to Tulsa I'm too
tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free
the track Eminems "Mini Me" Binny The Gimmy Game Please he coming back Older than Minny Mouse club house hey man where's your spouse I'll dowse Gas on that
the track Eminems "Mini Me" Binny The Gimmy Game Please he coming back Older than Minny Mouse club house hey man where's your spouse I'll dowse Gas on that
and stoppin'
Even slave owner wanted me to whip a man, fucker
Shakin' any prison, kickin' back, sick of crap
And sista breakin' when a nigga rap
Well it
and stoppin'
Even slave owner wanted me to whip a man, fucker
Shakin' any prison, kickin' back, sick of crap
And sista breakin' when a nigga rap
Well it
by model hotties
A long way from being street scholars
To Saki Bombs and Benihana
Chilling lounging with pretty mamas
Cables and cabanas, no dress
mayonnaise, um
I'm the sickest nigga doin' it
Bet that baby
These other niggas dough I'm wet crack baby, yes
Get back get back boy this a set back
Clumsy
started me?
I'll bring it to your front door
Like you ordered me
Back in this bitch
But a lot more rich
On my Papa Bear shit
Need hot porridge
Got
Jim lay covered up killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows she didn't even blink
The hangin' judge was sober he hadn't had a drink
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