Lyrics:
hangin
What earthquake say is wrong in a relationship
We a corporation lets take over the nation
Let me get up with u girl
Don't be trippin on yo guy
Aw shit
Three icy ass niggas from Odd Future doin' some crazy shit
By the way, we do punch bitches
I'm swagging bitch, I'm iced out
Oh you mad bitch
To put your life in full of fear
By the favor skies
We are flying
Truth we be buying
To buy out all the lying
How you livin'
Were you livin'
Were
caught me blind
I was only nine when you chose to take advantage
Your temporary pleasure left me permanently damaged
But regardless
I won't let your
easy
Bad new bitch by the next weekend
You know me, I be geekin'
Strains by the week & new bags by the season
You know how I get
So what is yo' reason
my opposition
Just by me still
Living with black on the
Back of my hand
Cops leaving my people
Dead in he streets I can't
See as defeat cuz we
cause the rival's on the way
[Verse 3: Mr. Doc]
Come with me deep see how I'm bout to do it for this
Back with tight big shit
Them fools that say
in my life, now you my enemy
Dry ass apologies that don't mean shit to me
The blind lead the blind
All that drama left behind
No respect for your kind
& SHOWCHOIR)
She was outta her mind
(DEBRA)
You shoulda seen the rings she wore
(DEBRA & SHOWCHOIR)
Let me underscore that they were
Beautiful
ending up
With even less
Than I had
Record company
Is dealing me something sad
How do you expect
A man to sit
And wait with three kids
For you
ripped in three and cast aside
Keep asking why, I get no reply
But I can’t stop trying 'cuz I’d just be lying to myself
The truth is I love you and nothing
hope in my little black book
Bleu is the name i'm here take a look
Two made the game but three made the books
Plus three more we like Michelin cooks
With
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby so sweet, I call her my bunny
Two man deep, it's me and Ali
I'm shootin' the three, I'm shootin' like Curry
I might go
make these niggas follow me
Pints go for thirty three quarters go for seventeen
Riding in a seventeen thirty on a seventeen
It came with a red beam pay
up
Aight cool
Let me put you on game
Rule no 1
Show no luv
Rule no 2
Get your money up
Rule no 3
Aint no rule no 3
Put 1 and 2 on repeat
And then youll
[Verse 1]
*When the Remi's in the system
Aint no tellin will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em
That's what they be yellin
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
a coupe
Oh Aphrodite, spread them knees widely
I'm with Iris in a chevy
Lets hit the court
3 pointers like Kyrie
Once, twice and thrice
Dirty and clean
Loosing my mind
Have I gone blind
Haven't they heard
I'm sane again
Maybe they're right
I could be wrong
Stand in your light
And preach my friend
why I'm still here rockin
Cause my competition never pulled a glock in, yeah
Give me relief squash all beef
Don't let these arguments destroy us I
you hate me forever (whoa)
But you keep me on my toes, for sure you makin' me better (makin' me better)
When your VV's is in 3D, enhacin' your bezel
It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen,
The minutes are hours, the hours are days,
I feel infected by your presence, you
Then sent the 3 raindrops to let me know it's wet
Swear she the type that a nigga will brag on
She still feel some type of way when I ain't at home
I'm
"I, uh, I know a guy"
Started by a friend
"Let me try! Gee"
Marty's story is like many of the others'
Big stakes - worth taking a few chances for
Birds
On the count of three I want everybody to say
I'm a motherfuckin' Coke Boy!
One, two
I'm a motherfuckin' Coke Boy!
You'll let me in
With those
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