Lyrics:
pussy ass gay
You ain't talking bout money
I don't care what you say
Bitch I live by the motto
Fuck you pay
Bitch I need all my coins like I'm up in
that I'm wrong
So I wrote you this song
I shed that pain away
Until I feel AOK
Too young to live that way
Prescribed for ten whole days
Poured it all
live their life in darkness, searching for the light
I'm a shooting star, see the fire in my eyes
I'm a shooting star, see the fire in my eyes
I'm
Deliver life to me
In the belly of a honey bee
Fall in love with solemn
Nature's beak spells out its melody
I live honey
Honey, I want more
I drink
goodbye kiss
I sent him off to this
But I've gotta stay strong for our kids
I'm a soldier's wife
I run the house
I sleep alone
I live for emails
[Chorus: x2]
I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes
Too many rookies, not enough pros
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
a high rise in Newark, bloom
Spittin' like a gun muzzle
Found oneself bumfuzzled, or was it bum-rushed?
Regardless, left dumbstruck
Off
You wait just a minute, Paul!
It is ignorant, hateful talk like yours
That makes this world a place our boys could not live in!
They were not
every up there is a down
These are all such good friends of mine, I hope we all live through it
Rise up pagans, you will not burn
Souls intact, you'll
them know who's boss
I never blow the horn or give them warning
I ride all over town
Trying to run them down
And it's seldom that they live to see
elevators in my crib, Burberry in my car
fire dro' by the jar, burn rubber on the tar
I like to show off-I use to be the class clown
but my teacher always
I've seen the shadows
Of the corners of my mind
And I go there all the time
Am I missing what I might like
I've tasted sin
And it knocked my off my
it go!
Yes Kris, you're large!
Another fat production by the Kiiiiddd Capri
Big shouts to the engineer Naughty
Big shouts to Luca, and we outta
I feel my life has been forsaken
And I've been taken by the storm for way too long
I sit here locked inside a hell that only you and I can live
and then dissed it
Now they got scars to live with (uh)
Don't run when you see the biscuit (no), get nervous (yeah), try fidget (uh)
Man know what I do
Motherfuckers just ain't care
Like I ain't, like I ain't really 'bout this shit
come on I'mma start off calm for these motherfuckers
Yo I'm a Brownsvillain,
when I do it sound like the trap,
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap,
I'm just hoping you try to try me,
Get drag around by
a dart right through your heart
And see my life will come apart
I like to party in the dark
So baby how you gonna start?
The music's loud, I kick it live
parents are cruel
Sending you off to get molested is not very cool
But you should have thought about that when you were being bad
Now it's off to Michael
just wanna see you smiling
I just wanna live life
We going up from the day to the night
As long as you by my side
Everything gon be alright
Been
off!
It's party time!
And we don't live in a fascist nation!
Blast off!
It's party time!
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where
honor, I’d do it again
So swing your hammer while I jump this fence
Bump this Vince, ‘cause I ain’t never ran from nothing but the police off of 5th
strip she’ll put on a show
Took my shirt off half way she said do it slow
She got up and start taking off her clothes
Throw’em in my face then she got
not a mess, I'm just a sorry case
I'm never resting with best, I'm in a Godly space
I had to get it off my chest into another place
Guess I got
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