Lyrics:
and a dude in Tahiti
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got mad friends that's pretty (Hey)
Chicks by the layers (And)
tell, listen, listen
If she got that thing man I swear
I think she got that jungle fever
Then I'm Tarzan, homie, if she bleeding
Tug it yeah I dropped my
rhyme you took me back in time
Back to the first love I ever knew
Giving it over, giving it over
Got my broken heart healed and removed from its cast
'm on this block looking for that b*tch nigga
R*y, it's two clips on that choppa if that nigga try to run away
B*tch, I'm known by Kill4Willie, baby sosa , but
She got that
She got that
I cannot lie
She got that
I love when you ride
She got that
I get me so high that she got that
She got that
She got that
She
the gym posted by the sto'
I got that 40 that I got from Tim
I can't leave the house without it on me
That's just how I live
I can't leave the house without
but I have AIDS
But I'ma ride with you, until your death
And I'ma stay by your side, last heartbeat, last breath
[Timbaland]
Cause I got love for
Fake ass motherfuckers be showing all that fake ass love. Keep that shit away from me
Keep that fake ass shit away from me, nigga. Before I explode
the low
Niggas think I fell off?
Niggas done lost they mind
Niggas think since I'm rapping now
I still got that line
Still got that line
Still got
on the corner goin (ooh ooh)
Holdin they mouth shock as fuck I just had to air that boy out (get away)
And now theres blood on my tims snitches callin 1 800
I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy, I got mad friends that's pretty
Chicks by the layers and all different flavors
Mafioso, that's
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
also
People were like this, started talking about the ghost production
But that's how I got in the game
If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't be here
So
on the guys
Like, Tim, why he diss
Like, Notti and Dotty got spliffed
I'm tryna hop out the V and just
Like, I'm tryna hop out the V and just flick
I heard
Shit, yeah nigga said I'm chillin in my pink tims
Said I'm chilling in my pink tims, nigga
Who the fuck you know, got pink tims? nigga none of y'all
with these words
He said yeah I know this life's got a lot to give
But my childhood is gone
And I'm not afraid of dying
I'm gonna grab the world by
neck and pedal
My wave too big, Tidal
You scared to sin cause that bible
No opps, I ain’t got no rivals
I know I’m in it by myself that’s why I have no
with. Ah, I'm not
going to be. I can't stand him. I can't stand who I am. That's why I've got to
get down on my knees. Because I can't make it by
Tim Tebow to Jesus Christ
Tim Tebow to Jesus Christ
Can’t win by myself but with your help I might
(Ten) Tim Tebow (Nine) to Jesus Christ (Eight)
feel me
I gotta keep that glock on me, can't lil Tim me
Please stay by my side
Just tell me you love me if you not ready to die
If you my brother then I
deceived by the wrapping
Got caught in your web
And I learned how to bleed
I was prey in your bed
And devoured completely
And it hurts my soul
microphones that I can clutch
Droppin' bombs, combinin' the club attracts
like the Ol' Sugarhill Gang, King Tim and Fatback
There's no question
he dissed you
Can you believe the nerve of this dude?
Cause of your memory I won't bring in the pistols
But he got issues enough of that lame
I
I'm dreaming of a life and bringing it to fruition
Don't wanna hear my proposition
Got everything that I'm wishing
Out of nowhere like magicians
They're
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