Lyrics:
Yak, Polo, Tick, and Unfoonk
Free the fathers raising kids and missed by they mamas
Free B, free Roscoe, free Bobby Hunt
This is not a gang, these is
alone
augmented thru a phone
The reality chosen by the viewer not the one who wrote
Deeper shit we can go to
Please bitch don't go thru my phone
Let me
of creature
Turn your diva to my creeper
Jeepers creepers she get bodied
Playin' my cards, is my hobby
This my world my name not Bobby
90's babies get that
"I’d like a playback" I don’t even say that
Like may you please? Yes I can
Get the butter cause I’m nuts with the jam
Damn
Yo, let’s get the money
Like
yeah
And I'm the same on everything I love or everything I love
Please pardon my integrity
What were you thinking
What was going on in your mind
already fucking and we only met last week
We're both young, not yet antique
So her mindset was working for my technique
Tell her that I love her and by next
Satan, I'm laying in the dark
With the Mossberg, waiting, letting off first basing
Slim from the cotton club washing a scrub
Deuce high when he cruise by
Pardon me, are you arguin' about things that don't bother me
Karma was what had spotted me, plottin' how to respond to me
Scarred by feelings that
than Watergate?
Why aren’t blind people offended by the term blind date?
How do I know if a mister is still a mister or now a miss?
Somebody please find
outside
Know it's dropping
Danny Ferry far away
Sail in Dock It
GDAY patty mills
Down under by 3
Please pass it to me
Get them coins
Mario Ellie
Tony Parker
SAID HEY
She's perfect!
I can see it now: we'll live together in a house surrounded by a giant forest
And no one will ever bother us again
I can write
please find Ja Rule so I can make sense of all this
You can’t say Brian Dennehy didn’t moonlight as Charles Durning
You can’t say Rick Scott isn’t
with my Clan but you be fearing it
Face one, I'm guaranteed to make you take one
Please, y'all niggaz money getting low
But did you come back, set up
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
tryna get by
Don't you know we gon' get by
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Down these streets
Please won't you just pray
Won't you pray for me
said, what goes around comes back eventually
And karma is a bitch, mine is gonna be pretty, please
Remember kicking me when I was down
Cause that's
My shawty beg me to leave that trap
Please baby, don't act like that
The Trident clocked on the sweetest wap
It's calm 'cause I made it back,
like cool me too, took that as a clue
She's in the mood so I can go and get some poon
I was wrong though by a long shot
Cause now i'm lying in the bed
from holy
But I always seek him
cnd being human dawg I know I might not always please him
cnd I thank him for the hard times and lessons learned
He
way to please everybody
Though you'll spend too much time tryin'
Livin' somewhere between Janis & Dolly
Been singing Bobby McGee
In local bars since
No phone book but OG called
A few gun fights, some street brawls
Getting money, come come now please y'all
[Verse 2]
(Who) Got mean jewels (Who) is
And when the water reside, you're Bobby Boucher
But we thirsty nigga, never alert me, nigga
I got a P89 in a suitcase
I know you heard me nigga, this is
Hey, lady, can I say something to you for a minute?
Please? No, Now before you take your coat off, That's it
I got something to tell you
See, what I
just please pray for me
cnd be strong-
cnd take this from me
Don't live wrong
One day you might say tha same
Verse 2
We used to want tha balla status
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