Lyrics:
the casket for 'em
I'm back performing, I bag 'em
Break their back, don't call 'em
Look down on em like Dikembe, Patrick, Mourning
Cash is pourin'
Stunt
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
dose get that business done
Remember it was top ramen
Now we on the way to Benihan
Purple icky got more hair than pack of wookies
Hittin' girl scouts,
for you more than you know
Stay with me
Don't you go
I love you tonight more than you know
Stay with me
Don't you go
I love you tonight more than you
other dollar back
Know I have change cause the chicken wrap don't cost more than I gave fool
Man you can keep that buck and all my niggas in the range
be dashin' to these bands like a motherfuckin' bandit
I'ma be the one to say it's more than life the sex
But don't get me wrong, good sex is still
you're lying
You're better than this fucking pull yourself together
By the way it's time for change hope I never read your open letter
I'm all alone with
niggas with a record label
I'm the only nigga that promised to show up
With more talent than any nigga and I didn't wanna blow up
I shine like glitter
Taft had a daughter and two sons
Woodrow Wilson was the president during World War I
Warren Harding had some trouble with his Teapot Dome
More than six
believe in me more then I believe in me
Justin, Sydney, LeLe and Bre, can't forget 'bout D and Ke
All of the producers that let me rap on they beats for
(Brett James/Del Gray/Thom McHugh)
In case I haven't told ya lately
Just in case it doesn't show
I'm still enchanted by you baby
And I just
ran up on me
You ain’t gotta search for my respect cuz I’m standing on it
Never back down from a threat, I set the standard on it
I need you more than
Who's got more heart than you?
No one
Who's got more heart than you?
No one
Who's got more heart than you?
No one
Who's got more heart than
questioned is that what he want us to do
'Cause King James Version been ran through more than a prostitute
It's like a crack fiend in the classroom teaching
have now it would fall way short of you
I am more than
I am more than tonight
I am counted called out by the light
You heard we were playing our
Give it all tonight from to first to last
Baby want my number, tell her geez you shoulda asked
My productions are progressing leaving haters kinda
What (Skud Newbie, bitch)
Uh (What, what) what
Just a shame
Drip more than Rick James (Drip)
I got big money
I'm a star blowing big O's
What's your
The beat never got finished f*ck it this'll be a smooth a** rough draft
Before the whip rode the bus pass brain sharper than cut glass
Trynna f*ck the world
on the light
The Spiderman is having you for dinner tonight
And I feel like I'm being eaten
By a thousand million shivering furry holes
And I know that in
I'm taught is mine
But is nothing more than a constructed playground for frigid capitalists
The body is a vessel for change and redefinition
Adorned,
Here we go again, I kinda wanna be more than friends
So take it easy on me, I'm afraid you're never satisfied
Here we go again, we're sick like
the South?
You need the votes
No, we need bold strokes, we need this plan (no, you need to convince more folks)
James Madison won't talk to me, that's
hating on my kitchen
Dj Academic
Nigga talk more than these bitches
Gossipin’ ass hoes
Ima hit you with this stick
Naw better yet
Ima slap you like that
on the internet be lame live in HD
His hoe call me mo' than bill collectors prolly why he hate me
Outsider like Patrick Swayze
No size so pass the .380
North Tulsa
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