Lyrics:
the back
And you get on top of me and have a brother goin', "Oh, oh"
Girl, I love how you roll me right
I can make you a celebrity overnight
Why don't
titties, titties, titties, titties, titties
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love titties (let me see them)
of his love of games
(He finished his set that night
By retreating to play
Galaga as John Mayer riffed on guitar) Now
As he spots
The original Pong, Super
The truth don't change but it does change me
From worshiping what eventually goes away
Losing my identity thats why were made
To, worship the King of kings
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
you some money as soon as I can aight
Aight Love you too
Let me take a seat or stand at the table
Jail drugs debt my family not able
I just want
take it from me there’s no losing
So let me get you love zone ‘cause the pleasure I give is like electric
And when it lights your body up you'll be in
N’Agha many things wey you dey do for me
So I hail you King eh
Ebubedike Ebubedike
The way you love me no be lie so I'm loving you
Heal my body and soul
couldn’t walk a mile in my big ass shoes
(cuse) niggas say my accent make them sick
Shit I say my accent made me rich
Put it in a couple of my billboard
in the boonies
I was raised up as a goonie, I was chasin after movies
Had to make my shawty shoot me, and direct me and produce me
Three moons later
stand this day and testify magnify and glorify
The only God that make me fly high
Always got my back anytime that I cry
You're the only king who died for
Love light shine on me
Make it last this time
'Cause I think I might find out
That there's no rehearsal
And, I don't want to miss one bit if
rehearsal, so I'm practicin' still
We out in Vegas, so them bitches came through It kinda hurt me, I keep thinkin' bout you
I'm top floor, Mandalay, look
he makes the party Boing, Boing
Bob Digi makes the party Boing, Boing
[Mr. Tibbs]
I'm a country man at heart but a city man by nature
'cause even
The love for the art now dipped into dough
We lost real flows to mumbles and memes
We've seem to lost the ideas that
We were kings and queens
Where are
me... ruined the Panda King.
Sly Cooper: And I've hated you, but that doesn't make any of this real. Years have passed a-and we've both changed... Come
She swallowed me
Had to make her stop, BB King, the thrill gone
Passing me up, gassing me up, like a Mapco
Keep hearing clicking, when we talking
the f**k up right now it's amazing
They'll f**king eat you alive if you let 'em
Don't you give in let your pride be your medal/metal
Make sure you dressed
out the way)
(This ain't no cap this for my dog up in the grave)
(Talk down on me no I don't care)
(QVR)
Mike Amiri jeans, B.B Simon hold my belt buckle
Let me get a Compton's Most Wanted geah
Take it back to Pangaea slicing up your Sunday
I'll make you sweat Sangria
Still looking for my Pam Grier
voices in my head some say that it's a bad thing
But they tell me all the bad things the ones that shouldn't have me
Because if they make me happy I got
to call me when you're gone
And oh by the way I won't forget the day you ended things
You left me standing lonely on the lawn
At the BB&T you said you'd be
the weed be
Indeed be like Khalil Muhammad
MC's make me vomit
I get controversial
Freak your style with no rehearsal
Oh, contraire mon frere
don't you
the sun for the first time
You make my life bright cause you shine
It's me and you baby, it's our time
I'm living my dream, girl cause you mine
It's a love
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