Lyrics:
injections
Brenda's identity's put inside the grave and
Came back reborn again by the name David
Got excluded from school due to differences
Bullies were too
double mastectomy
Phalloplasty operations, testosterone injections
Brenda's identity's put inside the grave and
Came back reborn again by the name David
the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you?
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your
counting the stars in the sky
Or maybe karaoke singing a little "Strawberry Wine"
But he's got you here waiting and, girl, I don't know what for
Yeah,
much
Too much
Not soon enough
Don't speak
Trust me
I'll feel my way to what you need
I said it's too much
Too much
Too much
Too much
Much too soon
I
downtown with David Elliot
[Reporter David Elliot]
This is disgusting!
[E] David, are you there?
[D] Yes, I'm here, Eric
[E] Yeah, what seems to be
ain't nothing for you here
I think you know it's over too
So why not disappear?
Wait a minute, baby
What's that you say?
You really don't think
story long, what's your name
Tell me every little thing
From your karaoke song, to what you're sippin' on
And what brought you here to Tennessee
What's
We are my lyrical masterminds
This breed will always outlast ya kind
Become a king and come to the throne and at last you'll find
That I am not one
you pass me by
I like the way you move your body
Girl I must admit
You're looking real fit
Let's chill for a little bit
I know you wanna get with
don't play by the rules, you could pay the price (pri-pri-pri-pri-price)
(Pri-pri-pri-pri-price)
Little dude that I met up the street from my grandma
you're over it
Why you, why you say, "Let go," if you're still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better
no heart
But they took that when they took Doja
You know CeeJay used to hoop
If you diss him make you cross over
Got a Daughter
To the standards
okay, you cannot let anyone know this
Why? It's not a big deal
If they find out, then it's over
Over?
You raped, dead, maybe
Raped dead?
Let's just
The halls were filled with publicists and
Escorts who had to pretend not
To be dazzled by those
They were escorting minaj
Had walked in a few minutes before
room window
Take your Nintendo and then skate
Making you feel like you got bent over and raped
Little boy, you're never gonna get no rope chain
Get
Clinton'd
You might not like it
But they've gotta hear it i
Ain't gonna massage you
With a fake truth telling you that
Hillary's goin' win over, and over
proves what true love can do
Once a lonely place but was sold to me and you
Oh all around the house you can see little children play
And they're not
quincé, had fun and danced crazy
Those were the good days, just followed my own ways
As June finals came, I started to feel a little shame
Might not see my
you know
The names or not! Go ahead
Google them they will give you a little bit
Of factual information they will give
You that why did I
Name A$AP?
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
your ass over and tap the butt
Too $hort baby all in them guts
I'm not your ABC, from the alphabet
Every letter I'll write'll get your pussy wet
It's
Little Gibbon on a mission, not unlike Magellan
What you caught was some felons, crimes and drug selling in the jungle
Yo, Ghana, you know we living in
I'm crying over you
Crying over
Little memories
Of things we used to do
Oh, lord I'm blue
I'm crying over you
Oh, lord I'm blue
I'm crying over
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