Lyrics:
porn star but at the end of it ya sitting at the bar
Hot chicks don’t care about the car
Hot chicks don’t care about the clothes
When you’re old
change
Just by a wave of my hand
Temptations: Oh, I...
Eddie: I can change anything
From old to new
Paul: The things I want to do the most,
I'm
say fuck bitches, man, they probably don't fuck bitches
Surrounded by women since I ain't had a pot to piss in
Made over a million a year since 2013
Living carefree laughing, got jokes on the daily
Y'all acting like some old folks y'all don't hear me
Yo I'm in my second childhood
"Cause when I flow
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
a wise old to come from the heart
Though I might've did The Light, I don't run from the dark
The dark knight to spark mics, and start fights
The warrior
I'mma give you what you need quick, baby, it's the remix
Go!
Mami you remind me of something (baby you me remind me)
But I don't know what it is (I
centuries old lubricants
Gels to put on your skin"
"Well I don't want no gel" said Arthur
"So just close that bag up tight
You ain't got nothing I don
It's Whateva Wit Us
Three 6 Mafia f/ Youngbloodz, Ying Yang Twins
Chorus DJ Paul
What you bitches wanna do ('cause it's whateva wit us)
What you
day at work at the clinic-of-hair
Then you remember that you're off
And you don't even gotta go up there
But how were you supposed to have remembered
Umm hmm p yamz
J what? This is what happens
'Sup Jeff you leaving niggas in
The studio by theyselves yo
Ay yo puff the dutch
Don't make me fuck shit
(Uh, Uh, Aah Uh, Uh, Aah)
I'm too young, I'm too old
I'm too black, not enough black
Why don't you try and keep your mouth shut for once
I'm too
optical illusions
Run up on me
That chopper skip to conclusions
I don't give a fuck with your bitch
I'ma do her paul Wall with her, I'ma chop
Her and screw
Back by poular deman, it's magic
Dedicated (yeah)
When Carlito was dying
He see the shadow of his girl dancing with the baby
Like fuck it,
bitch
I don't wanna be famous I just wanna be rich
Paul N Ballin mothafuckaz hottest in the scene
Yung mga haters ko sa akin aning na aning
Meron kasi
Crunchy Blac, Boogie Mane, Frayser Boy, Lil' Wyte, Chrome
Granddaddy Souf, Juicy J, Project Pat, DJ Paul the king of Memphis
Cock 'em up
real, sorry if it don't show
But unlike love and hip hop, girl, this shit right here ain't for show
Like Sean Paul say you better get busy
Pon de replay,
I'm reading you five by five
And although I'm currently still alive
I don't think I'll ever see you again
Because I gotta kill this motherfucking alien
ovation, I clap cheeks, yeah
Now she wanna ride with the big dawgs
Stay by my hip like my clip, y'all
She love to assist like she Chris Paul
Came running my
Paul Carman (alto saxophone, soprano saxophone, baritone saxophone)
Albert Wing (tenor saxophone)
Kurt McGettrick (baritone saxophone, bass saxophone,
Aye drop that beat cartier
You and me we on different times
You don't like me get in line
You ain't balling you just getting by
Can't let you stop me
RIP to the old me I ain't trippin or scared If you knew me back then then I promise you don't really know me
That old life dead I ain't rockin with
frustration
Clean Bandit, Sean-Da-Paul, Anne-marie, sing, make them hear
She works the night, by the water
She's gonna stress, so far away from her father's
frustration
Clean Bandit, Sean da-Paul, Anne-Marie
Sing, make them hear
She works the nights, by the water
She's gonna stress, so far away
From her father's
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