Lyrics:
words I live by the gat and that's my toy
And out on the streets, I'm mama's bad boy
[Chorus]
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Digging in the scene with
Uh, uh
Look, uh
Man I’m really getting sick of the violence
I’m sick to my stomach from sittin’ in silence
I’m sick of the murder, I’m sick
Weaving through the past
Trying to catch the things they didn't want to last
Falling deep into my mind
Trying to fill the void of lost time
Ancestors
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
My sister twenty-eight
She used to dunk on me
And we sold lemonade before the custody
I lived with mama, didn't see my dad a lot
Now women's father's
happiness in my heart with Christmas on its way
With the family all back together again oh what a happy day
I hope it snows and the north wind blows my boy
and get paid today
Money coming in
My pockets boom like the 808
All i do is mind my business
Andrew how i Wigg on niggas
Playin wit GN that shit will get
a village to raise 'em
We don't do it all by ourselves
I know my smile can be upstagin'
On the stage, I provide like a daddy
And a mother, mother, I give
a trumpeter
Whose name was Andrew Lammie
And he had the art to gain the heart
O' Mill o' Tyfty's Annie
Lord Fyvie he rode by the door
Where lived Tifty's
That has a love that is true
Than to be get hurt by you
'Cause when I give my love
I want love in return
Now I know this is a lesson
Sister big stuff,
with her younger sister (they both loved each other greatly).
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Because of her new found situation, she knew she had to work, she started up her
This is all that I do and all that I love
For my fam, my sisters and all my thugs
It's the rebel music that run through my blood
Put it all
said
Mama been praying for you
Hope you keep it 100
On the things you do
While my sister said
Make sure that you read your books
Never get distracted by
The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go
At the bottom I was hitting the curb
I couldn't find them I was up in the building
My mama told me
Better get back on your ass
Cause they going to judge you by
, kinky (reggae)
I want you to meet my sisters (kinky reggae, now)
I want you to meet my sisters! (kinky reggae)
(Kinky reggae, now)
(Kinky reggae)
Madonna love material designer
Can ya love me like I'm Prada
Can ya love me like my mama love my sister love my baba love my heart love my armor
Can ya
at refreshing springs temple
Mama always took us every sunday
I can't believe I lost my mama pink roses on your grave.
Pink Roses On Your Grave
I Dedicate
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
Playin' around, little mama (playin' around)
Yes, and I did you mighty wrong (mighty wrong)
Little mama I told your good friends
Told your sister Mary
treat me mean
You didn't have say you'd always be by my side
Why' didn't have to tell me you'd be my blushin' bride
Hey, hey, mama, why you treat me
my wish, yes it was
(Ooh my) Friend, lover, sister, mother/wife
Air, food, water, love of my life
If I ever shared a bed
It was only 'cause I
With a slam, trying to make him rub him Hey, hey, hey He took my sister's second ass from the club Wrapping the bottle through her ass, yeah Now I
ass and bust his ass, but he won't feel a thing
My bitch want a John B, but i can't be her outer banks
Two straps up on a nigga call me Uz one Max Payne
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