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around me.
cnd when I gun it up to sixty it takes a minute fifty and how
The radio is broke and the car just billows smoke as I'm cruising.
The shock
many pictures of us two
Flashing and dancing now this voodoo
Just brought my sister's ghost to my room
Days go by now the toys here too
Telling me wicked
swallow
And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be
would I date
You play like it's too late how could we break if we ain't never date
Ripple off da wave
You caught too late
You’d be shock by how those
the minutes till you hold me close
Sirreal Verse:
Amazed by Things, Ive seen you do the way you move, lady ooouh
strong like shots of that 80 proof, God-paid
an excuse
What the fuck!
When I made, so, 2SEATER was made at the end
Of 2013, in my room, in like, twenty minutes
Out of boredom
Again i had just got my
It's been a week or two since I last passed by you
Been thinking way too much, I think I am losing touch
Can't ease my mind, I am tracing back time,
always on my P's & Q's
Skip some hoes gotta pick and choose
Skip the dishes gotta serve the food
My YB shocks it he's pikachu
Pour up like a pint or two
44
the speed, success ni karegi flash
Sath photo mein lagre the pussy, coochie two
Janaab...
Lets be honest, I don't hate a Lesbian chick!!
let that sink in ,
burn a nigga ass up to a crisp
Riding with these two glocks, we goin' bounce on off, on the new shocks
My nigga don't hate me, cause I ain't hated, but
this game
And it’s Towns by the way formally known as stak but we signed with the bone so I respectfully gave it back n dont hate me Jack I was 13 years
the stages, that make these neighbors hate us
We fillin' up the pages with the game like Las Vegas
New Jersey native, ten minutes from the Money Makin
Stay
it again, Count it again and again
Counting our blessings
Blessings, one two one
Count your blessings
Name them one by one
To earn a living, you don't
news media, the politically correct and the enemy of the people, who not surprisingly hates the show in general and me in particular, by once again tell
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
a direction by only learning
I just push the pedal, until my feet become numb while it is burning
Two figures on my shoulder, suddenly my conscience lurking
Is
waist
Hate to kill a nigga, why?
Cause my nigga style he's got that killa, what?
What do you mean killa?
I mean that bee
Those ganja trees
Those
boils down to through all the hate she still loves you
Wait a minute the bottom line
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
By the end of the damn
combined (miss that by the wanted, no)
Fear creeps over me
Pupils dilate
Pale I become now
Face with wild hate
What is it?
Impairing me
Daring me
worth of game on these 2 minute beats
Those who fail to remember they are doomed to repeat
Gettin' dumb money, gettin' Dumb blunted
I keep a different sauce yea Shit's straight humus
Wave runna's for them 3-1-2 Numbers
Seen it all so it
might set it off
Blow up like I hate to
Think I might have one shot
Might not get a take two
Better make do
I will never cheer if they lose
Or if they
minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
If that means, what I think it means, we're
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