Lyrics:
a bunch of junk that never took off
Maybe it's for the best
My pops said it best
He said it's blending in with all the rest
Time moves by and my corpse will
me, oh I can't allow it
Bitch I'm off a bean, bustin' off a molly
I can feel this shit in my body
Yeah
Keep it a bean you ain't really ridin'
And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.
Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time
em all
No matter Dead
Or alive
So You
Can keep your
Top 5
Nobody
Smoking on mine
Young lion
All99
Shid I get better wit time
learn the two degrees (uh)
Degree number one, keep your hon' off trees
Degree number two (what?), keep your girl 'round you
Never trust a girl, Lord
I said hello
she said you're kind of cute I said yes I know
but by the way sweetheart what's your name
she said my friends like to call me exotic
hope
I'm gettin pissed off and irritated
Violence has orchestrated
Bless me when I wake up
Need my life to be motivated
It just seems like you wasting
said: "You better stop buggin'!"
She got mad looked me dead in my face
Threw her hands in the air and yelled out: "Rape!"
I got scared when she started
by little wench
Couldn't sense your aura but you know I picked up on your stench
Wouldn't think Naraku was so motha fuckin dense
Using good for evil
please take your aim at me
Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life
Cherish your
at my like a cow looks at an oncoming train
And she leaned right down next to me
And she said "It's good for you"
And then she tied me to the wall
, pick up fifty
And fuck that coward, girl, you need a real nigga
Off top knick-a-boxers hurtin shit
Bend over hoe; show me what you workin with!
I keep it cool, baby
Kid Cudi, riding the cuddy
As by the girls yeah they on scream love me
Double oh represent it til I'm finished
Ask bout GOOD
ever had
You took a good girl and you turned me oh so bad
Kiss the old me goodbye she's dead and gone, dead and gone, oh
All hands on deck
All in
and before this you failed in your duty with Joseph
Therefore I will not leave this land until my father permits me, or Allah decides my
Case by releasing
fucking with me, I ain't no motherfucking punk
Punk, I got some good hands, but I prefer my gat
Now where you at, cause I'ma slit your cool-Aid pack
See,
a glum dag
You paid a hundred thousand for a feat, But I won't hit back
I keep a dawg around me
Like a body for my green
I got drug's inside my body
Stupid
It ain't Santa Claus
Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
Been gettin' to the bread, tryna
Woo Woo Woo
Remix to Catch me outside
You know I'm bout to get live
Cause I'm from that 305
Aye Aye Let's Get It
Walking by faith and not by sight
I need to spark again
MC'ing ain't dead but you seen it real different
Let me see some hands for the dope rhyme spitter
Let me see some hands for
I'll put a gun in your hand and make you kill
In cellophane bags, I've found my way
To heads of state and children at play
I'm financed in China,
time just stop
I ain't here to ask for much but this Dutch in my hand
Needs a hand, could you grab it?
Could you put your new flavor in my palette?
Dark
way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
You know when you party with
and my hands keep shaking
Say something, you shy motherfucker, she's waiting,
"Wassup girl, don't mean to interrupt
But in the city I done met a lot
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