Lyrics:
fanned Out
When you came to my spot boy I ran Out
On some what the fuck you niggas Saying now
I get joy from the stick Ian playing Round
Hold it down
on the flame, they gon' remember the name
They robbin' boys for the chain, I got Goyard by the sack
I got the boof by the pack, I fucked your boo in her back
love
Why did you fall for Zannex
I need my pill boy
Xanax I need you
Help with my anxiety boy
I don't know what to do
This pill got me anxious
Panic
cnd Even if she's mine and I won't fall for a very long time
cll these industry plants that know how to dance will occupy her mind
Cuz she's so
cnd Even if she's mine and I won't fall for a very long time
cll these industry plants that know how to dance will occupy her mind
Cuz cuz obsessed
cnd Even if she's mine and I won't fall for a very long time
cll these industry plants that know how to dance will occupy her mind
Cuz cuz obsessed
Dekho tum ne kya kar di
Khud kee kho gaye drshti
Lonely sitting in Quincy
So it goes
I'll take you way back
First of all this mayhem
Saturdays spent
It's a Saturday night
We're going out, feeling right
Gonna have some godless fun
A tall drink of water
Couldnt be any hotter
Light me up bright like
City boy with no love for the country.
Until you found me
Now I'm yours
Grabbed me by the hand and showed me something
That I had never seen before
Boy so wavy
Boy so dope his dope like crack
And my voice done pay me
Omo my voice done pay me
Cause na me be the Jagaban
I get Hennessy for my
the vampires
I wanna go out every Saturday
I want everyday to be like my pay day
I wanna go to moon on my birthday
I just wanna live my life
I was locked and I
post traumatic
Stress disorder by design, G-O-D, I'm doing fine
The worlds cannot stop my real shine
Consciously I'm present walking fine lines
Sippin
he please explain
Why I see him walking in the hallway everyday with Rain
It's been weeks since you've hungout with the boys on a Saturday
Except when
shit for the streets
But I'm still hip on the beats
Ask a man if he wants
That parmesan
Please
Great cheese
I've been showing emcees
Out the door
Please
and the lads
Like brandy, Grey Goose, Alizé, champs
Got her number on the Pallisades ramp
Took her out on a Friday night
I had to 'low that by the Saturday
cause I ain't coppin' out (nope)
And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp)
One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out
daffek kmup combine
Russ na sekak ioe détails xalate door laï pikk
Soma batt si suff so out biff awra jigen day dik yeah
Yaaaaw
Souniou rapa complex
your dream bitch and your dream house
On lean passing them beans out
With a bad crew, the whole team high
Go on boy, get seen by, bro you know me, you
This goes out to DJ's B-boys
And Emcees all the world
This goes out to Pete Rock KRS
The Roots crew and A Tribe called Quest
This goes out to Black
to step up
It's ashes to ashes and dust gets swept up
Tryin to step to me, boy, you must be sick
Got a nine in my pocket, takin heads out quick
I make my
Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
Indicated by
look
We ain't never had it all, my daddy ain't ever have a steady job
Ex-felon while he still in fall, he got out in '83 or '84
Let them crackers
the beat back for your boy
I'm bout to cuss all night
Dirty palabras
Spit by the Chupacabra
Walk the halls in my draws
Holdin the candelabra
Like your
yeah
Count this money 'til I fall off
I'm LeBron the way I ball out
Them niggas run and hide when them rods out
Man that shit wasn't sweet, I took
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