Lyrics:
Let's take this chance and make this love feel relevant
Didn't you know I loved you from the start (yeah)
When I think about all these years we put in
dare you act shady with the first lady?
Let's go half on this baby
Inner thighs thick so when we fuck you must put me in a Swiss ho'
Room 704, fuck
get to chokin'
Blow it out and see how high you go (go, go, go, go)
When I be wingin', let us kill a bitch of hittin'
Cause we only twistin' sticky
Uncle Ricky
Would you read us a bedtime story?
Please, huh? Please?
Alright, you kids get to bed
I'll get the story book
Y'all tucked in? (yeah)
Uncle Ricky
Would you read us a bedtime story?
Please, huh? Please?
Alright, you kids get to bed
I'll get the story book
Y'all tucked in? (yeah)
rock and roll
And it took us a lot of hard work to get here
So all that hate and animosity between folks
You need to kill it with a skillet
You don't
the street
Niggas looking for freedom
Fake love smell different and I don't need it
Snakes in the grass and they out all season
Ooh come on, come one, let's go
To the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, you know, what's crackin', Dre?
Just let me lay back and kick some old simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit, and start riots like Limp
To the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, you know, what's crackin', Dre?
Just let me lay back and kick some old simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit, and start riots like Limp
and NAACP and in particular Rev james
Orange, Mrs alice Johnson and Rev love
Who we just lost last year
So I'm duty-bound to be here to simply say
That it is
shit!
Yeah! We laugh, this is TBM radio
You're rocking out with your boy
I got some boys on deck and this boy
He go by the name Fred The Godson!
Ignoring all the bum-fucks acting all sleazy
I just want a girl who will love me and tease me
Until then I got this weed to appease me
Yeah we buy it by
me riding clutch (woi)
Let me see you bruk off your back
That's me under that
This body give gyal heart attack
Give her back shot, ben' over,
Bitch I'm back in the booth and
I'm spittin' it for the homeless
Serial killer, I murder all my opponents
Let me break it down
Don't think y'all niggas
Lemme see the way that you whine and kotch
Body had a bruk back, firing shots (Woi oi)
Gyal wanna reverse it, twerk it
Three point turn it and rev
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
from
The right wing propaganda campaign
It’s all simple and plain
America customed the game
Your President got an African name
Now who you gonna blame?
aside, let's move right along,
You can all sing along at the sound of the gong.
(Sound of the gong)
Once upon a time, about a week ago,
All
hand to the plow, it ain't no looking back!!
I'm walkin by faith, He told me Go and take His word all over the map,
Heal the sick, and feed the poor,
hand to the plow, it ain't no looking back!!
I'm walkin by faith, He told me Go and take His word all over the map,
Heal the sick, and feed the poor,
with the first lady?
Let's go half on this baby
Inner thighs thick so when we f*** you must put me in a swiss ho'
Room 704 f*** they mad at me
Real talk, just RattPack, besides that
Nobody I trust
Back again like I never left, Young Sinatra
That’s to the death
We turnt up ’til we go deaf
never wrong, but you done made a few mistakes
'Cause you taking the wrong niggas, maybe you should trade
Trade us back all the real ones, remove
And wouldn’t trust it
And I don’t trust it cause I hear it
I always go with THAT lil feelin
Let me know just how you feeling
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