Lyrics:
(What? yeah)
Way before I rocked out tours
Or fucked on groupie whores
Frank Zulu Better
Don't blemish my image
By mentioning
Subpar competitors (Nah)
Met
Punish her (Punisher) shit, Frank Castle
Shoot my shot in this bitch like Rambo
Barely go out, still around tho
plots on the kid since all white vans
Drive-by-Shooting, deine Scheiben blutig, ratatatata, wähl die 1-1-0
Ich bring' Doubletimes wie Busta Rhymes, deine Mama will Stoff
Ich hab' was dabei, Kid, ich
Frank was the man
With the broken face
Couldn't take his place
Sitting in the normal row
And he hung his head
As the jailor said
It's one more time
I know that we talk, oh (oh)
She loved listenin' to Frank ocean (oh)
While we talked about our house that was gon' be by the ocean (oh)
That girl,
of mediocre mode, pay for a DBA
The man with the mic goes by Famous Frank James
Dang gang, it's all cool beans
Pop two or three, A, B, C, D, E
Bitch I'm from
just being frank
Last fall, made myself another selfish mistake
And hit the wall for a minute, but I'll never forsake
Cause I'm never gonna get it
Got me
Scarface ist Frank Ribéry
Ein waschechter G, der Handbremse zieht
Drive-By, Crimetime, Was, wer will Beef?
Charte auf 3, Fuck Polizei
Komm mit wem du
we're sipping
Both our hearts start slipping
We lose resistance
Feel it in an instant
Playing frank Ocean
Freeway by the the ocean
Times in slow motion
a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
much help from him.
Hey Frank, why not get drunk tonight?
Hey Frank, I think it'll be alright,
You'll be too far gone to notice when the neighbors start
nigga by any means bitch
Murder scene bitch
Clean bitch, disease free bitch, check it
I write a rhyme, melt in your mouth like M&M's
Roll with
Now the book is called Stories from the Nerve Bible and what I mean by the Nerve Bible is the body. And parts of the body appear and disappear
She did go
She got my jokes
Sit why we win
Go by the sin
Get high, get quick
Get bopping on a stick
Hollywood
Shake by go
Get barking
to name women after produce
And that was the first Road Rules without toll booths
Even when Adam and Eve sat by the weed tree
I told Eve, "Please don't
Chceli by no nemožu mi povedať nič
Chceli by no nemožu mi povedať nič
Chceli by no nemožu mi povedať nič
Nikdo z nich mi nemože povedať nič
Chceli by
Imploduje Wszechświat
Piszę co by było gdybym przestał
Czy byś dziś wpierdalał w restauracji ryby (i frytki)
Gdzieś tam wszystko może inaczej
bitches on hush (Yea)
Know I'm surrounded by vouchers
Riding my wave like the ocean (Yea)
Riding my ohhh
Two cups, lil codeine, finna fade (Yea, yea)
Am I
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
Ridin’ with Manolo
Feelin’ like I'm Tony
I did it by my solo
Did it by my lonely
I’m ridin’ round with Tony
Feelin like Manolo
Never had nobody
I did it by
I can tell by the way she entered the club
I can tell by the way mammi likes to rock
I can tell by the way she drop on a spot with her crop top
cool waren
Die CCN-DNA in unsrer Blutbahn
Alle drücken Copy-Paste
Alle drücken Copy-Paste
Alle drücken Copy-Paste
Doch alles Frank- und
Fell asleep I had a kick-ass dream
Me, Frank Sinatra, James Dean
Sammy Davis at the bar drinking Moonshine
Nice women, white wine, chillin' poolside
money, yeah
8 years old, I knew Ben Frank was a hundred
Yeah
Count the cash, get the bag, track star
Run it up you might skress about yo check
Because that
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