Lyrics:
Cus I always gotta sell
I'm a werewolf
But my bitch a vampire
She so pale
Snitches act like monkeys
Cus dey always gotta tell
You can call me Franklin
need my vibe, just call me
Yeah, and before I rest, God knows you the best, cause he made you a flex
Run up a check, just to go and invest, never digress
yippee-yi-o,
Ghost riders in the sky.
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name,
"If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our
no seein' me
Girl, you so bad, I wanna call you, tell you pull up to the B&B. I might just fuck you, make a movie, call the shots just like a DVD
Cause
bloated
Anyway, I'm looking for somebody
Have you seen him?
He's yay high
I must have lost him
Oh no
But I miss my carefree ways
I miss my salad days
full of amethyst
I call boogie he cover the damages
Don't need no managers aye
Baby
I run it up I'm on day 3
I'm doing my thing niggas hate me
Take
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
love her?
Ooh (ayy), uh
I wonder if he knows that I can't wait
Will you ever forgive me?
Hello, are you there?
Boy, you, you are my baby
And I
(yeah, Baby, you did this one)
(yeah, Baby, you did this one)
Robbed a nigga and took all his jewelry
He told the police
Bitch that's just
know I exist?
Are you listening to me?
Are you listening to me?
Am I?
The first words he spoke took the town by surprise.
One got Mrs. Gibbons
be in every club in the hood, where niggas at?
Pull up, jump out stuntin like I was Baby
On my cocaine cowboy shit, like in the 80's
Who the nigga
God knows how much I really love you
I don't want nobody else but you, baby
When you need me I will be right by your side
When you need me I will
like a phone in
A theater and make you silent
Queen Eva will defeat ya by depleting
You energy, so back up, dog
Ryan the Conjurer will abolish
You
call you a rat if you snitchin' (woo)
I came from the same damn street as the pimpin'
I'm raised by them junkies, we sleep with them bitches
Young
would’ve grabbed
My baby mother by the neck, told her
Sit her ass down, read a book
And be glad that you fucking know me
Oh yeah, and y’all niggas lying
my money even though it's freezin cold
Now how many times you done heard this story told?
Believe it or not, there's some very intelligent junkies
your nigga still drink Pinnacle
Bitch, your taste is pitiful
I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit, call up Baby Choppa, Cash Kidd, and spend my cash,
the sky)
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell a-ridin' on our range
Then cowboy, change
for fun
And I don't shoot dope but I will shoot my gun
I ain't no phony dude
I'm the real thing baby
Just like Rob Zombie just like Slim Shady
The name's Fiyablasta, got it memorized?
The abstract king is about to give you oblivion
Giving you vivid lyrics of written killings by spilling
on Figueroa, ain't no telling where that pussy go
Will you sell that pussy for me?
Will you sell that pussy for me? (Will you sell that pussy for me?)
Will you
I'm headed to my palace
I'm a cowboy bitch I'm rowdy music playing loudly
I'm fresh in my attire you boys just in the choir
I'm rollin' sober take
a little bitty baby
He said I want to be a pilot and his daddy said ""maybe
If you work real hard and you never play the fool""
Next thing you know he's
the land of the snow
You know we come from them beef DVDs
You know Rap City where we got this flow
Saying he dope well he got to show us
They fold under
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