Lyrics:
(How you gon know o o)
I just wanna keep you closer
I just wanna keep you by my side
I just wanna hold you closer
Only if you give me one more chance
was white, prolly still have a ghetto chick (how you doing?)
Is it a myth or would I really have a little dick (nah, it's true)
If I was white, I'd
they leave in pairs
With a detail, cause you know how them dogs be
Feel they inner Rick Ross and slip em' Bill Cosby's
If you a downer stay the fuck
WIT ME THEN I
I THINK WE COULD DO SUIM
I THINK WE COULD BUILD YOU KNOW WHAT IM SAYIN
PROLLY DO SUIM LIKE YOU KNOW
WHATEVER YOU LIKE
I COULD FEEL YOUR
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
the direction
If I don't search how will I know what I was given
I feel like Santiago in the book The Alchemist
Or maybe King Arthur in the Mists of Avalon
It's
this'll be the year that we won't forget
One-Nine-Nine-Nine, Ano Domini, anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences are given for
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
I wanna be the best who ever did it
Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is then God, if you're listenin'
Please grant me
What? You wanna teach?
You really think you're smarter than me?
No sir, sit down
Here's your homework on the atom bomb and the World War
How it
be claiming that she fine
So then why you using filters
Homeboy say he stacking bricks
Man you must be Bob the Builder
Oh my God yea on God
Y'all be
on the other side
And every time I wrote you a song You don't even listen to the words
nah nah nah nah nah, You just bob your head
And think I'm full of shit
grandpappy
flashbacks of money in my mattress flip it over now you see how i'm packing
had a love for mathematics wanna play then buy madden
proud
the butt, what
What type of games is being played? How's it going down?
It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what? Think I'm
this weekend was
The right time to show some love
Pick it up if you hear me buzz
I think the TikTok kids gon dance to this one
I think the TikTok kids
Sometimes I think about it
And my poor heart wants to die about it
Woooooo about the sweet sweet love I lost
And the way I got double crossed
By
the head, man it's nothing
And these niggas know I got it
And ye I got the buzzing
About my budget and if you play with me
There's no discussion my mama name
his cool
By side
I envy that
Everything shines
How sweet
Side by side
We're just so fond of him
By side
Parallel lines who meet
chatty pattys and frauds adding you your salt to unbalance the sauce
And make a meal of it of course
You know the sort to think a nigga is dom for selling
on her face
What you think 'bout these bitches, GunWunna? Yeah
I tried to front him some bags, but he didn't bring 'em back
So the business went under
or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's messed up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
You
that bullshit you know that i bear grills
No change coming from the change you put in wishing well
And if you motherfuckers really thinking that i wish
"Get outta here if you don't know"
Casanova is just being punished for going to
Desolation Row
Now, at midnight all the agents
And the superhuman crew
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