Lyrics:
to the heart
I did, business never personal, I'm with it
[King George]
Job well done Mr. Serv-On.
Here's your envelope man.
[Mr. Serv-On]
Yeah, you know
burst
And the lavatory makes you fear the worst,
It was used by Charles the First
Quite informally,
And later by George the Fourth
On a journey
burst
And the lavatory makes you fear the worst,
It was used by Charles the First
Quite informally,
And later by George the Fourth
On a journey
burst
And the lavatory makes you fear the worst,
It was used by Charles the First
Quite informally,
And later by George the Fourth
On a journey
top by the ocean
Ballin', I'm Quavo D-Rosin'
Makin' old rappers retire like Kobe
Come through when I come through when I come through when I come
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
me with the flavors
I would come to where you at, but, lil' bitch, I'm too major
Psychedelic flow, smokin' kush by the pound
Got some girls in my
God, what have I done now?
Took a wrong turn at the morgue
Here comes the next zombie apocalypse
George Romero's got another thing coming!
Took a wrong
This song right here is dedicated to the
President of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from
Lost city
the beat
Started out on the block
Got on my feet and rose to the top
I'm the cleanup man with the mop
50 shots disfigured his top, yes
I come from
And Kum ba yah (come by here)
Dance in the
Grace like samba yah
Push back
both hands
Have faith
God can
Move mounts
Pull down
High kings
Stand
Starting bright, sun rising I
Roll out of bed, I'm vibing high
Lick it with a flick of the tongue, here I come
Ready to get down with the Rise 'N
epidenmics
Injecting the public in clinics
Then when the truth comes out "You black people are so paranoid"
But WHO murdered Africa the World Health
that comes in this world
The world's full of hate discrimination and sin
People judgin' other people by the color of skin
I'll attack this matter, in
here, boy)
Yeah, I ain't hatin' on them boys
Grew up lockin' their doors
There's all kinds of boys up under the sun, son
But this one's for
Y'all
a hold on me
Will I live for another day?
Hey, Will I live for another day?
Well the queen of George street just went walking on by
Walking on by
by George ?Papa Doc? Bush. Music by the ?Village People? the very military "Macho Man."
?Company!!!?
?Macho, macho man!?
? Two-three-four.?
?
leaving here by any means
Forgiving all my enemies
Took advantage of the time I was in
I'll leave it as soon I can, no way out (Yuh, Yuh, Ayy)
Y'all think I
looking like you're from where the sun's from
I wanna go where you come from
I wanna know about the pain you trying to run from
You taste so sweet on my
of
To feel love knowing the universe
Just like the stars
We only see them at night
Here comes the sun
Hiding their brilliant light
Fight by day Fight
the same could also be figured
By a dog that sticks the head out of the window
I am not running after you and i need you here not to know
The sun will come
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
never come
I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I
things happen I'm Scrappy-Doo
You too turned down (yessir), don't mess things when you have the chance
Making mad money that's savage bands (S.O.B)
Come
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