Lyrics:
you niggas I pop put a shell in you niggas
My nice watch'll Helen Keller you niggas
I got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin' over
Blowin' game by
here
Whoa, whoa, everybody's dreaming big
Whoa, whoa, everybody's just getting by
That's how it goes in every day America
A little town with a great big
it all man
Got my shawty by my side
We whip it in a foreign
Ayy, love my town but it get boring
Gonna see the world on Christmas
Day when I be tourin'
ass soft commercial rhyme
I don't sound like Phyllis Simon or the Wynans
I rock Central Park but do not mistake me for Paul Simon
I can't hear nothin
in
The rhymes I bring out more
It's the style that I'ma kick
Simon I got em all over my dick
Nobody's ever been able to do
The shit I do so fuck you
Gotta pay my dues
But when that's done
It's time to choose
That special little place
We like to go
On the edge of town's
Where I like to be
It's where I
[Knightowl]
Well I'm brown to the bone
Cafe is the color of my skin
The crazy knightowl is back once again
With another dope rola
I stop the car, I
Simon Peter won't you put those nets down
Follow me I'll lead you out of this town
To a place where no boat has ever been
I will make you a fisher
squad
These little niggas nothing of my kind
45, name Simon, and Simon says
If I lose my head, then you lose your mind
That hammer top, hum lullabies
He
day goes by (another day, another day)
i wish you were by my side, (rite by my side)
im really really missin you (ooo yes)
untill the end of time (end
on a vacay
True gentleman, but every hood, they call me ese
She gon' do whatever I say, Simon says we go out of town
Simon says we go another round
Time is
like button
Buy my book and subscribe to my Youtube channel
Yes
You too
Can claim reparations 40 acres and a mule
Every little bit goes a long way
In
And every night she would say
Help my boy began
Take the lord by the hand
Let the little boy sing
Got a feeling that takes you home
Got a melody of his
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
got pets me too mines are dead
Doggy fox minks gators that's necessary
Accessories my closet's pet cemetery
I get approached by animal activists
I
chicken that's finger lickin',
Front porch little guitar pickin'
Sweet tea and apple pie,
Country girl by my side,
So right it can't be wrong,
Wanna hear
a little map dot, hallelujah
I could use a little back to my roots
That's the truth
I could really use a little down-home slowdown
A little bit of look
Take me to the place that proceeds with the most
I was taken away by grooves you made me
Find my way
Didn't wanna run around town causing a ruckus
on (I am the prince)
This is my town, my home (the prince)
This is my crown, my throne (Weezy)
This is me on my own (by myself so niggas, guess what?)
on (I am the prince)
This is my town, my home (the prince)
This is my crown, my throne (Weezy)
This is me on my own (by myself so niggas, guess what?)
bitches blow kisses by my earlobe
A weirdo but I'm rare though, uh
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two,
paint the town
Ooh, you're good
These are my dancin' shoes
We paint the town
Ooh, you're good
Thought I would dance with you
Might get loud (ayy)
on for my daughter, people hope I fade to black
Can't do it without my town
Put the city on my back foo
Cause I just wanna take a little time to show you
on the gallows hung up on my friends
I'm haunted by your shadow I wish this would end
A little beach town is where I was found dead
No, I won't go to bed I've been
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