Lyrics:
follow the King that's Christ
I'm not on the fence, I don't lean
I get a new hater every time my phone rings
I'm hated by the world
But that means that I'm
We at the party
See you getting naughty
Baby do you wanna roll
We off the Bacardi
See you with your shawties
Tell em that we bout to go
Ckt we
gettin' drunk and dancin' naughty
At your house party gettin' drunk and dancin' naughty
Your best friend was on my lap twerkin' like a stripper shorty
bet it hurt somethin'
I'ma shoulder shrug, just like Doug got my feet on
She say the sex on fire, Kings of Leon
I'ma beat the bitch, have her leave
What do
Crystal Gayle
Dorothy Hamill
Don King
Lyle Lovett
And Gloria Steinem have in common
They are Prisoners of Their Hairdos
on me time for all that cash we wasted
Books and housing fees
I'm feeling old at twenty three
I'm weirded out by young ass hoes
They never seen a dvd
My
on a roll
Engulfed in the darkness ambush by attackers
Then to the rescue it's my man YTCracker
Prepare for engagement, hope I battle well
Way to tell slaying
like somebody inserted a fucking DVD of my life
Proceeding to press on rewind a thousand times
Until it seemed that all that I internalized had come
And a far cry from over you
Oh, so I'm on my way, on my way
On my way, on my way
To the after party
And with you by my side
It's a beautiful ride
So
a DVD
Eat with me
Bring my niggas to the top so they can eat with me
Career high like some mother fucking PCP
Get on my niece and prey to the G.O.D
Leave
dead
I just wanna be by your side right now
Feel your skin on my skin, lips on mine
I can't get enough, yeah
It's a party when you're around
All my
frantically jerks on the pavement
Blood soaked running home to the sound of ravens
High off of homicide, feeling my heart racing
Inspired by Michael Myers,
One time long ago in a land far far away from the one you and I both know
I once knew a girl who could make you feel like the king of the world
By
know its getting too much
Ain't filling the cup, cause I've had enough
And I fear for my son these streets stay tough
Once in a while there will be one
out'ea)
Ey this is that other rap (We out'ea)
Bring it to where the parties' at
Where the emcees at? (We out'ea)
Where my raps kings at? (We out'ea)
Where
pour duck with King Cobra
Out in the Nova, don't bother
My knee not brown, cost is a shot down the Carter
Kisi ko
khushusi ka shok ho to
kya kare tu?
it, the doc reinforce it
The mic, it's hard to keep my paws off it
Your bitch is my bitch when it's over
No Cristal, I pulled up a King Cobra
Out in
the doc reinforce it
The mic, it's hard to keep my paws off it
Yo' bitch is my bitch when it's over
No Cristal, I pulled up with King Cobra
Out in
to your DVD
You might've caught me on TMZ
Cameo tryna sue a nigga (fuck 'em)
'Cause I party hard like it's three of me
America's still abusing us
And 9/11
his affections
After the ball I was worried you'd fallen out of the King's good graces
But by some miracle he still invited us to this garden party
My
to party, we came to party, we came to party
Aiyyo, step in my area, and I'ma bury ya
Tha Likwit crew is blowin so the more the girl the merrier
So
of a stewardess in the Lear
She fine and she flying I feel I'm flying by 'cause my mind?s on cloud nine
And in her mind and at the same time
Pimps see the wings
something to chief on
Bad hoe to freak on, with a pretty face to skeet on
G'z on my back like my real nigga Dion
Lion like Leon, kind of like King Kong
with her friendship
Jewels, DVD, Raheem murdered by Bishop
Paid in full, no disappearance, dealers be switchin'
[?] clip rich then snitch, tellin'
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