Lyrics:
or treat, baby, I go in a swoon
From the sweet way you kiss me by the light of the moon.
Trick or treat, baby, oh, what a night,
Trick or treat, wo, wo, what
to it all, watching you in awe
Cant you see we died already
This was all an illusion
There's no tricks boy I'm the jester
Pullin spells from above the law
to be with me
You said you have a boyfriend, but like you said, he is a boy
I am the real thing, and he is just a toy
Something that you pick up, play
don't want to be with me
You said you have a boyfriend, but like you said, he is a boy
I am the real thing, and he is just a toy
Something that you
Running up bands with a nympho
Bitch make a trick lay down like a kick door
Big hemp rolled full of indo
You can smell it when you walk by a nigga
Yeah, i'm saying bet
If you wanna check i'm a dawg call the vets
Pop a xan with my coz did the molly with my bruhs
And i ain't gonna lie i just did it
Tony Montana in the flesh
Mess with cz you mess with the Best
Pull up on me I'll deal with you And the rest gonna put you to rest
I am so great
DeAngelo, and Immanuel
Who I be doing it for
So if you didn't know, Noah
Now you know, woah
They trick us with the cars
They trick us with the clothes
They
cash when you out here? (For real?)
Hate to be one of them pussy-ass niggas, I am not them (I am not)
Try to trick Big Slime out that cash and I got
you miss me like Tony, I'm grindin' Where do I go from here
They say the end is near Use a visee, now my vision's clear
Yeah, I'm in a ladder, I can't
I’ll be feeling like i made enough
But the ladies said you aint got enough
Before talk you better earn the cash
Before you soro better earn
the trick
The last time we hit a lick
Bought her new ass and tits
You dogged the shit out that bitch, I talked a Lamb out that hoe
I put her mind
out the heat
If you can’t stand the heat, please, take a seat
Learned all of these shit back when I was little and getting beat up by the other kids
But
I've got that discipline
When all else fails no matter what I try
I've got to get by
I've got that discipline
When all of the tricks that get me
you want a piece of the rock, trick, go to Prudential
Cause I rock a buyer babe on the treetop
And when the wind blows, my dick'll get hard,
serve, oh, verse by verse
My verb like perc', I slow it down, my verse like syrup
I like the sound, gun rounds on mother Earth
With a little pump you
I am Conor McGregor (yeah), knock your buss down, buss down, woo
Sippin' cough syrup like I got the flu (flu)
Wait that's prolly not me that's you
a comeback like I'm Tony Parker
Call my assistant I need me cover
My album be fire
Ill still drop another one
You mimick my style
You got nothing on none of us
Claudia, oh cholo (I am the God)
Only nigga walking through Sinaloa with the blower red
Chuck Taylors on and you know it when I show up
It's a squad full
thick bitches, I fuck with petite's
I'm going like Tony it's you or it's me
I cover my eyes so the bullshit don't see
We smoke out the pound, yea we
a trick or untrue?
Are you alive out there or am I just missing you?
And if it was you walking towards that track
You would have felt my eyes turned around
I come from the bottom
Not talking bikini
Word play too magical
Just like a genie
Display a magic trick
Vanish Houdini
This off my head
Like I took
want my Chrissy,
'N I want my beer
So you just barf it back up
Now, Devil, do you hear?
Bozzio: Blow it out your ass, motorcycle man!
I mean, I am
Am I gonna live till next week?
Will I get shot by a dope fiend,
Tryin to get high, tryin to steal my ring
I really can't say, cause I don't know
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