Lyrics:
bowl
With some opportunity
I just wanna make it
To the motherfuckin top
Republic will stand again
You can love it or not
If you diggin a grave
You
just want to feel the love again
Just mix it up i can never get enough
Been feeling stuck all these days are getting rough
Time is passing by and I
at the club
Coming at me with high school shit, bitch you must be in love
Space Age, new faze, I done payed the price
Hoping you ain't bout to rip my stable,
right now is that it was inspired by my little sister, Cheryl, she's someone who loves to remember our memories. And whenever I hear certain Christmas
Man, why I gotta be Jerome man? Why can't I be Tommy or Philbert or something?
Just put your hands on the hood Muhammed
It's the man that you love
the club lights)
I gotta look at the brightside (look at the brightside)
I guess she wasn't the one, right
This isn't what love's like
That's for sure
don't give a fuck
When you see a stoner up in the club
Show some love or it's
Middle Fingers Up
Call me Stoner GRETZKY
I'm on a snow mobile
Surrounded by
holy trinity
Welcome to the club where we only wanna fuck
Never show you love, I can show you a lot of lust
We can spend the night, bet it make your
Daunted by her beauty, shorty's got men crawling
On ten, wanted for her looks, cause the fallen
Angels in the city where we love to tango
To crave
bitch airplane mode code
No peacoat no time to change clothes, same clothes
Love if you living by the same code, G code, leave ho
Fuck it you dead
Hit or miss
Drunk in love with my drac and my stick
Slut her out then I do it agian
You Must be drunk if you tryna come spin
Look
This is a club
Once again up in that south from my motherfucking mouth
And creeping up on y'all niggas like a motherfucking mouse
Stepping on these tracks like
Once again up in that south from my motherfucking mouth
And creeping up on y'all niggas like a motherfucking mouse
Stepping on these tracks like
Hold up hold up
If you got change for a Dollar
In your pocket right now
Then it's time to exit the club
If you've been sipping out the same cup
Since
Hold up hold up
If you got change for a Dollar
In your pocket right now
Then it's time to exit the club
If you've been sipping out the same cup
Since
wanna love you
This way forever
If you let me I'll be by your side
Just let me show you
Yeah, she was a drug dealer's dream
Shake me good credit for
And you know how it goes when I see you again
You know I'm making my way to your ends
And you know I need you to be there for me
You a little Post Oak
And you know how it goes when I see you again
You know I'm making my way to your ends
And you know I need you to be there for me
You a little Post Oak
this club for
Cause I can tell that you ain’t from here since you walked through the door
I see the way you looking at me as I love on myself
If you
Once again up in that south from my motherfucking mouth
And creeping up on y'all niggas like a motherfucking mouse
Stepping on these tracks like
ass sack
Tear da' roof off the club, show you niggas some love
and fill a swishe up with bud for my g's and thugs
Now dem' haters keep watching, dem'
Thursday night I be drinking the with homies
Pull up to the club you know all the bitches love me
At the pregame we got the henny and the sprite
My
Goddamn BJ made another one
Run it up im like all over again
I dont know like where you been
I got choppas fns
I blow that check and run it all up
Burn me again
Your evil just made it
Made it, made it once again
Jeanne d'Arc in my childhood and blood
(Love never gonna die)
Vered got the Jewish
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