Lyrics:
to toke this
Bouta fill the shopping cart
Need some gas I hit the mart
Tell lil buddy just to play his part
Think I see twelve creepin' on me in my rear
Tell me why you waste my time
Tell me why you always lying
You don’t believe I love you
Girl just look into my eyes
I've heard your excuses
I just
Uzi fly
More guns than that movie guy
And my prayers go out to
Families of Theater 9
Prynce and the poet nigga - that
See's I can rhyme nigga
And then
dress, girl, let me hit it up
Meet her at the club, shit, we're getting fucked up
See you at the club, dancing with your friends
Eying every guy with
That's right, a real good friend
Every woman deserves a good good buddy
That's right, a real good friend
Hey Garmai I love you but you too rascal
Sweet
gettin' thinner
Shannon is cool but her mind is gone
One fat rock and it's goin' on
She had another buddy, came by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her
hell, every summer
I remember when I couldn't even get a girl number
Now I'm fresh, feeling blessed
Like I'm Moon Knight in the vest
Got my crew
never quite fit in before
So closing walls I can ignore
Momma said I should be careful see 'cause evil out there ensnares with glee
None of this mayhem
you
Then you pass by giving him the other side of you
Like the mystics do
So that every time he moves, he moves for you
Soul and light can always
female need to pay attention
I wanna see you gyrate on the flo'
Move your body, body like you want this dough
This one right here for the sexy girl
dance contest
Ght? oh, hey - the injured person dance contest. ah, well, let's see...awright, I'll tell you what we're going to do. here's a, here's a guy
a molly, now they kiss each other
Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches
For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists
Foreign car
to me
Being in each minute
I'm an old guy nearly 60
Probably not too cool
I got a buddy Noam Chomsky who's an old guy too
I asked him about plots for
to the game."
Sandler: "I WANTED TO SEE THE FUCKIN' SCORE! Whadda you gotta do that's
So fucking importnat you can't join the religious cult with me?"
Allen:
treat
I'm a nice guy, but got real mean moves
I choose the scene to be seen by you
I've got a clean shirt and fresh pressed pants
Cuz girls like nice guys
Motivated eating like a fat guy
Running to the money like a track guy
Reefa odor hit you when I pass by
Went to college I ain't go to class why
Hoes choosing
All the country girls they wanna know how good do I do it
I tell 'em get you a pull, baby get you a pull
Yeah buddy flexin hard, I really wish that he
did
I want to be the only you one wanna talk to
The one you call your buddy
Girl I wanna be that guy
Only one that you want to see
Give you special type
and we see him
I can't lie, I was depressed at phases
I was nineteen when the team nearly left him faceless
Hopin' that we never left no traces
You
love til you sprout a seed
I thought I already found love but I was wrong see
This kinda love can never be explained with just words
Way I love em I cant
Yo, Play, I never expected that from you
A guy's entitled to one mistake, Cheryl
One mistake? That ain't what I heard
(laughs) yo, what are you
Yo, Play, I never expected that from you
A guy's entitled to one mistake, Cheryl
One mistake? That ain't what I heard
(laughs) yo, what are you
mine, the people say 999
How you gon' pull up and crash the party?
I'll put the slug in your ass little buddy
How you gon' steal from your lil nigga?
How
hurt her
Not many heard her when she screamed ‘bout getting murdered
And was standing with no scratches
Say this girl makes every word up
Introduce her
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