Lyrics:
of the funny way some women act
But this could very well be your day
That God sends a little sunshine your way
Said I could show you how
Better still I could
(Where's the love)
I think they all distracted by the drama and
Attracted to the trauma, mamma
(Where's the love)
I think they don't understand the concept
Stacks fat like Buffy ass
I'll beat your ass like a bass drum
Nasty nigga like bitter gum
You got cage, you're an animal
Cannibal like Hannibal
I send
see the future but I'm hoping that it never end
Emotions that I'm typing on my phone but some how never send
And the love is way too real to say it was
delusions of Grandeur, she love me, she love me, man, I can't Stand her
We'll love each other by end of this stanza, I need more DMT up in my Fanta
Blood
I think I know where all my problems come from (California)
I never really had the guts to look under that log
I need them all, all, all to love me
a place I called home
Taking my car
You send me your address but I know it by heart
They say love is game but we know it's not
Pictures on my phone
Looking
your mission
Okay little boy, here's a proposition
You wanna bit of danger, step into my zone
You call yourself a dogg, thatz how I'll send you home
But we are neighbors' children,
Whom you have seen before!
Love and joy come to you,
And a merry Christmas too,
So we send you and wish you,
I love love and I cuddle for enjoyment (I do)
My dick small but i'm telling you it's nothing
By the time that we fucking they so emotionally
the morning
She smiley-face, wink emoji
Right there in the bed where I left her
With a little note on the dresser
Said, "Baby, send text if you want me"
Hmm hmm
I swear it, I'm ambitious
I'm a little given to my passions
Okay, I lied; a lot
But you make me want more (more!)
By "more", I mean everything
[Cocking of a gun, followed by gunshot repeated throughout.]
Bone thugs-n-harmony. I know you niggas been waitin' for this for a
long time. Well, here it
found
being misled by the garbage
other people through away
call me Oscar cause I’m grouchy
bitch you best get out my face
Love or hate us
Live in your
say it's love when its not
They'll send you to war and you'll
Return in a pine box
Somehow they'll claim it's your fault
They killed that little child
through
I know you're feeling kind of nervous
We're all a little bit confused
Nothing's the same, this ain't a game
We gotta make it through
As we
the cannon on you
Dolts, where I came from
Ain't no Santa for the brittle and the
Broke, get satanic when they little bit of
Low, pandering around taking
could get real bro
My little gunner
Send shots at ya lil bro
Bitch don't get popped
Tryna act for the real show
Nigga for real tho
End up on a shirt too
make it down pour
Told me I should live a little
Go and drown more
Send a message
In a bottle for a encore
Asking am I really with it
Will I die for it
and Superwoman nights
Is a little hard to envision
But you can peep hole the vision
If you Oovoo or Skype
You tweeting, follow me
'Cause I don't follow the hype
hate on em
I just plotted on a new foriegn
Now I gotta raise the bar on em
Now I gotta let them cannons blaze
Put a little bit of scars on em
Slide thru
7414 getting money
Yeah yeah
Realist in my city and I ain't afraid to prove it
Love my life to death and still not afraid to lose it
On the gang gang
Prime estates on a hill living luxury
Silver platters all the way from the gully
Shit get ugly when I grip the steel
Bet she love me I just tell her
green
Bill/Hill Clinton
[Chorus:]
It be real when I pack a steel
Every man for himself, send my love to a battlefield
Ain't no wack, it's
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