Lyrics:
of my parents, my nigga life sucks
Us Billy Boys hold toys cause they don't like us
Raw like the nose on a fiend sniffin' that white stuff
Moving with
to do a five shots, it was only fun
Homicide came by, I was on a run
And when shit got hot, we let off a drum
I did everything under the sun
I walk
à Barry White
Je suis corsé comme Bastia
Moi je suis noir je suis pas black
Moi je veux vivre de ma passion
Ce qui m'anime c'est la passion
Dans nos life
Saw a man I used to know consumed by all his long-agos
And music on the radio wallpapering his life
He spoke of how he changed his mind and left his
Barry Goldwater
You can't be militant if you
Ain't got no military
But it's still a very powerful word
Picture some niggas with guns
Got 'em very
on my flannel dog
Nappy kid with the panel on
Hitting keys like Barry Bonds
Nappy kid with the panel on
Couple white stains on my flannel dog
Nappy kid
said to me
I name you Stan Deliver
Cos' nothing in life's for free
But, Barry White a minute right on
Barry White a minute right on
Right on
Right
Take a look and it's plain to see
That we're losing our life
Right along with the fight for our soul
And it seems so insane to me
Because we're
your life
I'm sorry I was one of them
It seems so long ago
Until you're standing right in front of me
And it feels just like a song
By Barry Manilow
on the stage, let's go
Work
In a white Ghost sipping holy water
Always been the type to get it close to Porter's
After play, Barry Bonds, out the park
I
my story, could care less who likes it
I'm not gonna read my life, promise I'm gone write it
Don't let them days gon' pass you by
Don't let them days
Wowee, pretty scary!
Now, I'm liberal, but to a degree
I want ev'rybody to be free
But if you think that I'll let Barry Goldwater
Move in next door
Wowee, pretty scary!
Now, I'm liberal, but to a degree
I want ev'rybody to be free
But if you think that I'll let Barry Goldwater
Move in next door
on this topic a little further
You know the subject of love
Let me get on my Barry White shit real quick
Royal empress queen, damn, I so adore you
Barry Scott
And I still remember Scott White
When I hit the car, took it as a sign
To channel emotion in every rhyme
I still kill it though, everytime
Nigga fly like a pelican
Chase that paper like a marathon
I know hitters just like Barry Bonds
Make it rain, we got hella ones
Custom karats, it's
(Cook that shit up, Quay)
Yeah (oh, and of course I got to shout my nigga, Barry)
Mh
I mean Quay, goddamn, Columbia, that nigga, goddamn, so
life
What I'm saying is very deep, you should call me Barry White
We who ain't at war playing with our lives and their tracks
We'd appreciate life more
a T-Rex
Your well advanced connect dance with thoughts
Deep like Barry White's throat box
The fix you done copped was mixed
Patrol high tower, my power
a T-Rex
Your well advanced connect dance with thoughts
Deep like Barry White's throat box
The fix you done copped was mixed
Patrol high tower, my power
Freddy C.
Y'all nigga thought you got your heart
I took their hearts I'm Barry White not Barry B.
You better see
My name starts with a C but they get the D
pass cops
So much game boy need a mascot
Yeah, the world the world is yours
Writing hits Barry Manilow
Tighter than a bitch with some camel toe
Ridin'
Flocka Flame
Goin' hard in the paint off that mothafuckin' drank
Fuck how you feel
Diamond's hittin' like Barry off the juice, I'm the truth
Pockets
Barry Allen
I want a range all white so valid
Play my cards and I might just have it
Fill the gas up to the gallon
Cooking up gas, like I am a dragon
I
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