Lyrics:
Okay, okay, I done heard it a thousand times
On god, I know she love me shorty
I can tell by the way she cries
Bad luck cause her heart's been broken
don't you make a sound
Now, it's king for king
Queen for queen
It's gonna be the meanest flood
That anybody's seen
Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your
Another best friend, somehow
Well, that high tide's risin'
Mama, don't you let me down
Pack up your suitcase
Mama, don't you make a sound
Now, it's king
'Cause we gonna hit the club and make a movie
Let's make it
Can't have to make a motion picture
We gonna make a motion picture
Don't worry bout
a lot of money
(Make a lot of money)
And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this
(Quit this)
Crazy scene
[Asher]
It ain't supposed to be so hard
I always
tryin' to get by
Tell 'em meet me at the crossroads
This is the good and the bad
That's what you gotta choose now
We gonna make it somehow
Tell 'em meet
somehow
Now, don't you try an' move me
You're just gonna lose
There's a crash on the levee
And, mama, you've been refused
Well, it's sugar for sugar
Mama, don't you make a sound.
Now, it's king for king,
Queen for queen,
It's gonna be the meanest flood
That anybody's seen.
Oh mama, ain't you gonna
somehow
Now, don't you try an' move me
You're just gonna lose
There's a crash on the levee
And, mama, you've been refused
Well, it's sugar for sugar
Switch it up how I do make it that's law
Living in the cut cracking legs and the claws
Put my rich name by a dollar sign, clause
In my hand is a gift, yeah
but you believe me now
And now somehow we supposed to fix ya, 'pposed to fix ya
These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work
These
on em
Rip up a riddim lit make another hit on em
Chris man this one is sick and I want the kick on it
Quick cos I'm gonna spit but I got the shit
Oshamo
Lakeside
King Papi
King Papi
Yeah
Hmmm
If you Dey hate make you hate
It's better you stay on your Lane
It's better you stay on your Lane
It's
If you gonna be king of the hill
You can't make it at the cotton mill
If you gonna be king of the hill
You can't make it at the cotton mill
Get put
tryna make a move every time the King say
And not Simon say (not Simon)
The kid ain't playin' (kid ain't playin')
It's a house party at the heaven
was actually gonna be aid for a gator
I would've known if I was an illiterate artist
Who spit it hotter than equators
Fuck it, I might as well just be
are
I wonder why it's still so hard without you
Even now when I come shinin' through
I swear I think of you and God, I wish you knew
Somehow, Somehow
to rest you will not make them go to waste
I won't allow it no I won't
You can only make noise like Ali Bongo in Gabon !
Make Noise
But I know, now it's
)
And told me I should make my mama proud (King)
No matter what I go through I will never bow (Ah-ah)
King, King, King, King
It's like my father handed me
you can understand and now
I'm gonna make it up to you somehow
I'm gonna make it up to you somehow
You know it will never be the same
Truly wild
will be done
Jesus the son
King of kings
My past pain hold nothing
But dead weight by all means
It's all purpose and glory
You hear that ba bowdown
Two little words make your wishes come true
It ain't rocket science just a natural version of you
Dutch courage, who'd a'thunk it?
Gonna ask you out,
Mama, don't you make a sound.
Now, it's king for king,
Queen for queen,
It's gonna be the meanest flood
That anybody's seen.
Oh mama, ain't you gonna
don't play by the rules makin' no sense today
Gotcha on line so you think it's okay
Better built cell block, mos def say
That's where you gonna stay,
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