Lyrics:
a diamond
Body like a goddess
Killed the pole need hospice
Have you SINGIN like the opera
She got it from ha mamma
Hit it once she comin back like karma
many slugs should I plug into yo' chest before it's get filled
Since you ain't got nothin' else to do but get killed
Been a fiend every since I found
body keep my brothers by my side
You seen me out, came to my party, shawty told me I was fine
I’ll never trip over a woman, told lil mamma "get in
Mamma dertha fi galbi warda fi lkass
We got all my moros in here
And we?ll be ready to eat right
Put your hands up way high
Now
continue saying the story my friend
Well for 5 months straight she snuck in the club
But tonight left the boss feeling like he got snub
Frustrated by it all
wonder What that did to me girl
I'm pessimistic in my views so I sing
I think when we look back we gon just be amused by this thing
Cause I was only
D-Diego
Bongo By The Way
Pray to Virgil for the new Patek, it's about time
Niggas saying they outside, they just online
Taking over since
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
she started stalking
Pop all the perky, yeah a halftime
Little mamma pussy soaking, yeah it's bath time
I put a nine inside a two liter
I'ma send
know my story min bror jeg kom opp fra the dirt
Yeah yeah demon den syns everyday
Men mamma sa do your jump or come back come you ain't got time to play
(Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot
skeletons
Everyone's got 'em, thought that you were Cinderella but (yeah)
Feels like I slept with the (uh) wicked stepmother
But how the hell am I
Still
U.S.S.R.
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
and ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
like pussy, my low cut fade stay
flavor, make a nigga wanna dig up in they drawers
For the burner, catch a body
I got styles like karate
Jujitsu, when I hit you then I split you
Like
switchin up, I got you feenin and I
And I can feel it when your energy off
Yeah I can tell by the face you make when I'm takin off
But imma be right back,
vile
Treated me like I was juvenile
Expected of me to stand by and sit idle
You stuck it to me when I was feeling hostile
You were seeing other men
thought I'd never be
As a juvenile I caught felonies
Kept a Scrooge face like I was Eberneezer
With a gun tucked for my enemies
Niggaz talk death and I'd
I been trying to make my way
And I'ma stop till I'm not breathing
Music got me off my ways
My mamma proud but I'm chasing millions
I don't care what
By: frank zappa as performed by nazareth
Said, don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever get sad when you go out on the road?
No, don't it ever get
the coroners picking 'em up
Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you
He said "Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya"
Caught Juvenile for
again with this foolishness man.
Man 2: Man you ain't know them people 3 years ago man. We got chased off the port, I done been - been, chased by chinese
It's true, I'm a Rubik's a beautiful mess
At times juvenile, yes, I goof and I jest
A flawed human, I guess
But I'm doin' my best to not ruin your ex–
time is she cavin'
On top by the day's end
Hey, yeah
Got no issues
Fuck is you complainin' for
Fuck is you complainin'
And I kno-o-ow
Work your nerves
name is and I'm here to say
Fuck any rapper alive who starts their rap that way
Including me, indubitably
I poo and pee, so juvenile
On the ones and twos
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