Lyrics:
my crutch?
Holdin' me up, helpin' me out
Makin' sure that I stay in touch
Where do I sleep, who do I turn to?
When I be low on my cash
Who am
the hoe
a train was in effect and your bitch was rott
by a hell of a nigga that was hard to stop
[Eazy-E]
Yo Ren lets jet lets get the fuck on out
[M.C.
need you by my side (by my side)
I got Alyx hoodie, I got Rick pants
She got drinks for me, we blew my whole advance
Now she want all the Xans, she
tape I'd trade
DJ Mark Love makes the party push and shove
I float over a beat made by Chris the Glove
The Beat Junkies, Nu-Mark and Cut Chemist
the mall Paul Blart
Got sugar daddies overseas
Cum in his ass this just the start
For some Rick I am on my knees
With Cwerti makin'him whimper
Yuh my dick
the '99
What, yeah, uh huh, yeah, bangin on you, huh
It's the big bang theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo
I got a big bang theory my hardcore
out a application
Either way, I know it's gon' be money that I'm makin
Yeah, that's your bitch for the right nigga, she not takin
Said he gettin' money,
the cops come pick us up
[Mark Curry]
Step in a territory that's corrupt, pushin' your luck
Intrudin' wishes is already sowed up; n**** fold up
You
show it off
Gotta know what's wrong
When it's too many out here fallin' like Owen Hart
Top dog, bustin' through the door
You niggas know you gettin'
nigga and jacked by the homicide
No joke, but the girl weren't flinching
(Why's that?)
Plead the fifth, when they begin to mention
A young buck got smoked
the cops come pick us up
[Mark Curry]
Step in a territory that's corrupt, pushin' your luck
Intrudin' wishes is already sowed up; nigga fold up
You
to decimate the dark, nuclear rain to set us aflame
Obscured by a curtain of venom from space in the name of science
Fall to your knees, pray to a last
smoke with TKG Well, we can keep it in the street
Let's bang it out like you wanna smoke Like we ain't been sayin' this for weeks
We don't do no drive-by
sunsine
Sun blind by your smile
Like even though the path was hard, it's like I never walked a mile
I kept the faith, knowin' when my time ran out, I'd see
my crutch?
Holdin' me up, helpin' me out
Makin' sure that I stay in touch
Where do I sleep, who do I turn to?
When I be low on my cash
Who am
'em)
Alpha, Beta, Delta, I help you into the fall out shelter (Get 'em)
Melt a mind or two with these rhymes,
You might find you never felt (Get 'em)
a cap is fundamental
Checkin' out every block close
Seein' which one will clock the most
Yeah this is the one no doubt
Bust a you Bone,
Triple the profit makin' more than I did in Cali
Breakin' off rocks like Barney Rubble
Cause them mark-ass niggas don't want trouble
And we ain't
(But we winnin out here so who give a fu*k)
Big girl stretch marks baby girl you better own it
Skinny girl wit no a** baby girl you better own it
out here)
(But we winnin out here so who give a fuck)
Big girl stretch marks baby girl you better own it
Skinny girl wit no ass baby girl you better
makin' polka dots
Aroun' de baseball park,
People are quiet~
Den dere's a riot!
Someone t'rows a punch
An' plants it right smack on de mark
time to yell
We got green like Cell, this shit for real, catching plays like Owen Terrell
I hang with some slime and snake ass niggas but I'm not YSL
seen it but you heard the spark
I can't trust to many people gotta' broken heart
I fell for you by mistake I got a Owen heart
But I don't need nobody
the house in the motherfucking Rick Owens slippers
My bitch just like my money
She getting way thicker way thicker way thicker way thicker way thicker (Yeah)
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