Lyrics:
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[Bun B]
It's the tough boy, boulevard niggas, rolling around tan up
All four corners on your block fool, nothing but that bunny hop
Happening,
Yea, look, you niggas tryna act like B.o.B and go
And stop that shit
That's $50,000 Alpaca
You gotta block that shit fool
Look at this resume, can't
Should we stay in Dublin and see the world
I'll show you Molly she's a hell of a girl
And she always stands by my left hand side
Even when it's fucking
as a time of heartbreak and distress
Remember me, remember me, cause I'll be with you in your dream, ohh,ohh
Don't cry I'm with you don't cry I'm by your side
side and they continue to gain
A really good relationship throughout the school days
But eventually she said something that took him by surprise
She said
old
How many unit's have they sold?
Never go Platinum, never go Gold
When I make a tune, it's totally cold
When I make a tune, it’s totally neat
Spit so
by the liquor store
Cause we ain't takin no shorts, in the 9 scrilla
Say what you want fool I guess I'm a drug dealer
>From the southside
if I pull out some heat, nigga, you gon' kick in (kick in)
And that's just the rules set by the fool from the old school
When it's time to duel, you
everything will be alright
Baby, is you down, do you wanna ride?
Girl, I'm the Tech right by your side
Just grab me if you need your plots to die
Just
like my girls who don't mind going 2 ways
One on the side and the other likes to kick it she done clinched to my hip like a 2-way
Play ya like a fool
cluttered with baby boomers
And 40-year old virgins flustered by the very sight of Amy Schumer
My middle finger's been middling at midnight with the married
I'll be at your neck and
The next thing kid
Imma kill ya team
You take my kindness for weakness
Bet you won't like me mean
I'm nice with it
My side
Spirit me a game of stud
Stakes unscarred by limitation
Between a man named Gold and man named Mud
Club filled Gold with greedy vapors
Till his long,
[Master P]
G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep
Thats how we late night creep
See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on
And at the side shows cars
from side to side"
So I said, "Mr Otis, if you take my advice,
You'll be the richest man in town
You gotta take that room that goes from side to side
the making in
He's the one that died for sins to take us in
Wait...
His glory
Coming in soon
Be on his side or you gone lose
He gone supply
What you gone lose
i don't know why these girls
(yo) be bitchin on me(now girls)cos it's just the same
and i don't give a damn about them.
verse 1
Alicia she was
Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter
the drought season it's too hard to get by
Niggas be runnin' off with D gafflin' muthafuckas, startin' at chances
'Cause a nigga's mail ain't to muthafuckin'
on the muddy side
The club queen heard her husband's call
But lord that queen of diamond's joy
When the outlaw in the heavenly hall
Turned out to be a wandering
Stakes unscarred by limitation
'Tween a man named Gold and man named Mud
Club filled gold with greedy vapors
'Til his long, green eyes did glow
Mud was
on the gang, my nigga
You goofies tryna scrap? Well
That can be arranged, My nigga
(Well, that can be arranged, my nigga)
Got a drake on my side, I'll let it
I bought all this gold juss so you notice me
Pull up in that all white so you notice me
Right here by my side is here you posed to be
I'm hoping
i'm not the one who's
Chasin' riches and bitches
Tryna be fly like Aladdin
Calling the genie for wishes
Grass is greener on the other side, fuck it
Bill
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