Lyrics:
bigger than the entire population of Texas
I say all this so you all know
Your boy has nothing to fear
Powered by love from up above
I'm in the front
frustrated 'cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of whack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap sh-
frustrated 'cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of whack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap shit
doing the things I do
I've got caviar dreams, champagne tastes
Blessed by the heavens so for my kids' sakes
I aid my fellow man and fly
In my promised
the celebration!
This evening is pronounced in my memories by the amount of laughter and talking and pictures and trying to make up for lost time in one night. This
I got residue on my finger nails
Federal penitentiary cells my
Name ringing bells
Still getting in that pack in my celly
When they bring his mail
I'm
Pow spell
Speak you parler,
in this my mother's
parlor, wash your
undershoes when you
come in, say thanks
to foggy moon
got to reach out
Reach out to taste my loving
Want you so Sunday girl
Oh I really want you
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
In the mix
Bad Boys
Tryin' not to kill a sucka, that's a hard job (ya dig)
But I'ma still try my hand with a card shark
Boy, I've been gettin' it out the mud since fourteen
while whipping behind the wheel
I'm nasty I like the feel
She down she like thrill
Vaughn Gogh
I put my heart in this art I need your ear
That's why I got
swerving by my lonely, got the bag, I had to run it up (skkrrrt)
I always been the type to shred yo shit, I never gave a fuck
If I ever shed a tear, I’ll
(Satisfy)
(Satisfy) yeah yeah, yeah
(Satisfy this hunger- you) Sinatra, Big Pepe
(Satisfy) oh, you got the studio shout-out
(Satisfy) you feelin'
this moment like Phil Collins
For all my life I've been trifer than trife
Hyper than hype, I'm fightin' to fight
It's like, tonight is the night
her when you're thinking about your words
She got me typing, deleting my messages then re-writing
In the hope that there's a smile when she's replying
the fan club
Bro bro-brodie, bud, buddy, buddy (this is the guy)
My name is Incrediboy
Look, I've been nice, I stood for photos
Signed every scrap
Diamonds drippin in my ears
When his hoe see this she stop and stare
Haterz talk shit but na i ont careJus have that same energy when I'm there
Fuck round my
a whole thing of pills in hopes that I drop
My cousin walked out a party, bow, got shot
Pow, pow, pow
Some girl lied and my partna is locked in that box
cover my ears by going underwater
Submerge myself down in the water and then I don't hear a thing
Total silence and finally, some peace
This is where I
at the Holiday Inn - Oh No
And it's beginning to snow
VENDOR #2
How about a fur -
In perfect shape
Owned by an MBA from uptown
I got a tweed
Broken in by
been cappin' in your raps
If you ain't with this pattern, then move out of the way
All my niggas get it crackin', yours are out here to play
They get
your ear
You'll feel what I feel, you'll tear when I tear
The vision's real clear, just look in my eyes
I believe in putting my life in the hands
sloppy writing
The pen in my hand is shaking, please excuse me
Dad's a little nervous, but at the same time excited
If I use this same energy while I'm
it out
These bitches cheering for me now
Back then they use to doubt
I stayed 10 ten toes in this shit ain't new friends
I've been hurt too many times
the fun
Southern state with a freestyle tape
Headed to the rink, none of us can skate
See some cheese most-wanted
On peep-out scheme
I train in mind with my
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