Lyrics:
Time goes by when you tryna get bands
Shawty too bad had to switch up the plan
Used to make way with the rose in my hand
Tryna make your day with
took over my price by giving His life
Yeah right then He must've been white 'cause he got hoodwinked
Bamboozled you tell me which brother you think
Would
You're a big girl now, stand up
Don't call for me, get rang up
How do you mean that ain't all fibs?
Swear on your life now, hand up
Tell the truth, beg
home like the back of my hand
You finally calmed down
And I was upset that we had missed Saturday Night Live
We came back in, and you told me
To look
Let's just take'em off?
Come on, take'em off I got something for you to wear Here, put this on
Uh, you always keep lingerie in your glove department?
Killing myself is a good idea
You're gonna watch me die, my dear
You're gonna see me bleed right here
And I don't give a fuck if you cry by fear
Cry
feels better than a good harty-harr, right boys and girls"
[Violent J]
We got dead bodies everywhere you look
All the nerds sitting up front got cooked
(Chorus: Spice 1)
Make me want to holler, throw up off my hands
(Welcome back to the ghetto)
Make me want to holler, wadin' through my life
(It's
You can be loved by millions but one clown can pull the trigga
See you aim to get bigger they break for your downfall
Your life is how you living kid
nigga
you can be loved by millions but one clown can pull the trigga
see you aim to get bigger they break for your downfall
your life is how you living
brother's starving, hungry, and sick
Cause ain't nobody coming by the house giving free shit
So he gettin kinda skinny and my brother's almost dead
Got no
but I was good to go free
A guard told me to keep my nose clean
Once I saw a magistrate they'd all become summaries
I walked home in the ninety degree
of the bottoms
Left for dead and forgotten
You'll be drawing lines everywhere
It only seems fair I guess
One time for my n****z who rest
Two times if you're doing
Good God
I Gotcha
You thought I didn't see ya now, did ya
Uh huh, huh
You tried to sneak by me now, didn't ya
Uh huh, huh
Now gimme what ya promised me
hand let me lead the way listen close to the words I say
I'm a love you like a broken violin girl no strings attach keep it real with you from
in the sand
Lightning playin'
This shit sound like Coltrane
You gotta snatch this mic from
My cold dead hands
And probably still have to fight
The old
trappin' ass niggas stay out my lane
See I ain't dead or in jail, I can't complain
And when these fake niggas gone, I shall remain
And if you just
trappin' ass niggas stay out my lane
See I ain't dead or in jail, I can't complain
And when these fake niggas gone, I shall remain
And if you just
plans, let me take you by the hand tonight
I just wanna see your eyes when you dance
I don't wanna say goodbye when I go
You just wanna see my life in
Hey Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Girl you got it I can tell by how you walkin'
Finna change ya life fucking with a nigga like me
Baby imma treat that body right
like Pete Rose
This year, I'm doing big things
Livin' day by day you know life ain't easy as it seems
Advice to my dogs, appreciate the simple things
go start a riot
Clappin your girl then she tell you she wildin
The bands in this-
Uh, shit, Dae, yuh
The bands in this safe will keep niggas quiet
Flex
alive like Mike Keaton
When they tried to keep him from becoming a puddle (Dad)
Daggumit blew out my speakers with this remix to celebrate
Festivus,
Being the best man
Holding that girl's hand
Gotta marry you
At a beach resort somewhere in Malibu
That's dopeness pick you up after school
Dropout but you
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