Lyrics:
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
They said she came from Portugal, others said from Spain
Or Paris, France where she used to dance, in a houseboat on the Seine
She lived a while in
right out my head
Running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man, running man, running man
I'm scared, uh (yeah, yeah,
to make it in this rap
Just so they can't take it back like
Yea oh well imagine
Just imagine the trauma from gunshots sent to kill
Pray they miss us by
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
to Shotty too man rest
In peace all my boys man
Free the whole State Road man, when you get
Out here man, all my boys that's booked
Man when you get out here
to maintain the imbalance.
Natives are slaughtered in their homelands
By governments seeking out new possessions.
Most of the wealth of the so called
out, poke it out)
All of these bitches want Carti now, uh
All of my bitches, they thotties now (ooh)
Walk in that bitch and I walk it out (walk it
your history man
I'm Fred Hampton mixed with Marcus Garvey
Quick to turn a racist to a fucking martyr
Feel this Black reign that's the Black power
Fuck
Something about wine and Portugal.
Wild man blocking the way of a businessman Doing a
spasmodic dance and screams Take a dump in my head Take a dump
in my
niggas wanna stunt
I know what to do about 'em
Hand me that gat
I make an action packed movie out 'em
We by the bar with the Cris
Gorillas in the mist
You
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
you can't use my
All in mine I don't use no sauna
No barber
No piss I tick on template
Rise this toy on a man no deadweight
Who's that kid with the limp
full of clips (uh)
Man don't like hypocrites (uh)
Penthouse suite with your bitch (uh, uh, uh) Chippy
Lurking in the corner (London)
Murdered out
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
dust in the wind
My shabby offering
Will you miss it when it’s gone
And it’s everybody’s fault
But my own
Portugal, I’m forever yours
Portugal, I’m
YoungBoy di tuga Loki loki man C2 riptothesoldiers man
And then freealltheguys like freealltheguys
Bo djo sabi C2 dentu di blocky puto dja bu sabi ma
that my old man wasn't
I can't tour, fear of catchin' cases, litigation
Niggas playa-hatin', got me crooked in all fifty states
I'm screamin', "Death
that my old man wasn't
I can't tour, fear of catchin' cases, litigation
Niggas playa-hatin', got me crooked in all fifty states
I'm screamin', "Death
you ever vibed with ah Sound man
Rock and roller in Morocco
Oh
If I took ah portal to Portugal
I would still want more gal
Them sleeping on me like
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