Lyrics:
to hang with some friends
Go cry in your bed, get hung by a thread, your dignity shred
"Man you left me for dead!" Bitch that's what I said
I bet that you
a cow
Hittin switches in a drop top low ride tractor plow
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Redneck fella, moonshine sella
Hang him by his neckbones, chicken bones
to eat and get to stay for more
If your sure that you want to get touched
Fuckin' with the one hon like no problem
Hang for a few, then we get
restart when I end lil nigga
Slow down, Let's jus be friends my nigga
Nah nah, My nigga
My blade want your heart and liver
PG-13, my kill censored
From
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal
Do your hair hang low
Does it wobble to the floor
Creator tell me when
Über meine körper
Dig my fingernails
Into the armpit of america
Let down your hair
Hang on for the ride
Concorde take-off
Plastered
Über meine körper
Dig my fingernails
Into the armpit of america
Let down your hair
Hang on for the ride
Concorde take-off
Plastered
Fuck the government, let my link off
Diplomat with my pink on, tit for tat like see-saw
Lately feelin' down, act an ass like Eeyore
Rolls like
My God!
And that's right, cause Papa got that good shit
I made you tingle from yo hair to your footprints
I won't beat around the bush, I'll put it
When you get,
Run off your block,
By cops,
cnd they're the ones,
Harassing us,
But yet,
You wanna,
Run down on an op,
Truth told,
It sounds like your
oak pristine
Gimme all the funk you got
I make your oak pristine
Now grab a MOP, let it drop
Time to make oak pristine
Bring your duckets for my MOP
medicate
Bout to get so high I fucking levitate
You know your boy is here to do what it takes to beat this case
Okay let me put on my mainstream face
OK,
days
That little diss ain't get no plays
Did all that rapping for no pay
You lost your hair in the 6th grade
I know that shit is embarrassing you
said and done
Strolling down the trail by the waterfront
See them birds and it's not the ones that chirp
Or get on your nerves, but I'm not what they
It's just the same old thing
Nothing lasts forever, I'd have thought you know by now
Pull down on the lever, clip the line and shut it down, right now
these minga's pinging wishing they had extra hoes
So let me plat your puss while I hang you from your undies (hehehehe)
no, no in the morning just
space
I pull up shoot it score right in your face
I hit the mall and a ball yeah
Put the bread up like it's long hair
I'm on this green like a lawn chair
Now it's only one question how ma dick taste ,
Take my sack out,
Let da dick hang
Titties sitting
Body hitting
This a thick plate
only fuck boss niggas
take my stand
You pull me close and whisper
Sharply in my hair
Your words are warm but your breath is cold
And there's a poison in your stare
Cause you
there
This won't be solved in one talk, that logic is mistaken
By the way, man, I'm sorry to hear about your break-up
As I was saying, this takes time
I can't believe what people saying
Gonna let your hair hang down
I'm satisfied to sit here working all day lo-o-o-ong
You're in the darker side
your emotions
Explosions cant be held down by a picket fence
We've been taking it for granted
How are tables topped with granite, how we lost
supposed to
My homies call me on my mobile wanna hang we still close too
I switched positions with them poor cats, I write raps
Make millions like that,
supposed to
My homies call me on my mobile wanna hang we still close too
I switched positions with them poor cats, I write raps
Make millions like that,
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