Lyrics:
at the Holiday Inn - Oh No
And it's beginning to snow
VENDOR #2
How about a fur -
In perfect shape
Owned by an MBA from uptown
I got a tweed
Broken in by
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
Sorry but I'm real busy mayne
Grindin, I'm in the streets gettin change
You can leave a message after the tone (tone, tone,
'll shock your mind
I'll put the ji-ji-jiggles in your behind, a-said
One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme
Young 'uns with guns, acting like they taking yours, uh
Live by the sword, they gonna die by the sword, uh
My vocal cords break the laws that
leave me on track with my cold broke soul
Don't, you, worry, oh, I will be okay 'cause I've always been alone
One, two, three to the four, put me on blast
two broke guys wan Dey talk for early morning
I wan blow oo o
So many guys weh I know dem don blow o o
Many pains behind the smiles dem no know o o
No
Grab your SAD light and IPA
Cause there's only four hours in a day!
There's no need to be sorry!
Have an Alaskan party!
Grab your dry fish and hacky
determined by that dice
You only roll twice)
(You broke now) Don't regret it now
Let's say you and your homey
Best friends one and only
Confidant, who I
if you dare
Six four cruising catching all the crackers' stare
If an opp die bet I do the Fred Astaire
Funding my baking soda off Obamacare
Gunshots go
of the block, four four in the glock
Fuckin' your girl if the bitch is hot
By any means
Movin' the cash crops, flippin' the fast rocks
Stickin' the women who love
on the bike rack
My first day in junior high, this kid said
"Just you and I, three o'clock sharp this afternoon you die"
I looked at my watch it was one
is what my opinion is
Three is all the pride that I set aside to deal with your lies
Four is all my nightmares filled with demons and war cries
Wanted
without you very well
I've forgotten you just like I should
Of course I have
Except to hear your name
Or someone's laugh that is the same
But I'v
them
Your just as weak as your weakest villain
My brother just died fuck social distance
Ima stand in the streets screaming blm
If I die before my kids
sorry I took 4eva try'na put s**t 2geda
Cum OG go 'em
Now hit 'em
HEY, I ain't here to come play tag
U spit trash, I spit facts
Lost a lot of shit but I
just now, skimming through 'Rogue
Herries' by Horace Walpole
When suddenly I came over all peckish
Wensleydale: Peckish, sir?
Mousebender: Esurient
poverty standards got me on the low
Don't wanna die then don't fuck with my bro, rather be broke that's the life that I chose
Might not believe what I
giraffe necks
Poverty'll make your ass bet
My touch niggas in jail make them wanna finish they last set (come on)
They say you live by the gun, you die
broke so I shot them with my gun like a Fortnite llama
I kinda miss my momma
I hate getting old cause year by year I leak more tears
Death isn't
'm a platinum plaque ambassador
'Cause I don't got one career, dawg, I mastered four
But I'm not done yet
The critical thought is the industry is run by
disciple
By our love for one another (We got)
One man down (One down)
Two men down (Two down)
Three men down
We got four men down
But still that's my dawg
wanna die like this
I ain't picture my life like this
They don't know what it's like like this
Pretending I'm happy so I can smile like this
And laugh
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
didn't, me and Kyla would die
Shiro screams to Kyle, fam just tell me why
Kyle says, look I wasn't after your life
But you sent them young g's so that's
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