Lyrics:
never hit me in a text
I take that as disrespect
So now I'm gonna diss this set of celebs
Just for the Swift effect
Don't care whether it's correct
This
[Chorus - Pharrell Williams (Vanessa Marquez)]
Pass it, pass it - get it girl
Pass it, pass it - get it girl
Please don't be greedy! nooo!
Pass it
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams (Vanessa Marquez)]
Pass it, pass it, get it girl
Pass it, pass it, get it girl
Please don't be greedy! no!
Pass it
Make Rose start to rain
And Willie takes her hand
It's getting late and the little ones yawn
They're ready for Christmas day
William and Rose by
tribal
It's all about survival, it's nobody liable
I got caught by five oh
Grandmama came to court with her Bible
But when the judge hit the gavel
Now I'm
, quick to shoot it
So hit the switch, punk blew it, and bang the music
[Hook: P. Dot (The Reverend William Black)]
I don't care what it takes, we gon'
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: Thomas Craiger, Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Load up the truck if you coming with me,
We bout
the Bengals playing
Back when I was basic aint think they a feel it
Made plays by the vacant was just me & Willis
We had more O's in it than Lenny Williams
Hop
you should do is take
That money and give it
To OBH cause they the ones that held you down
Maybe if you woulda taken care of Ab
You wouldn't have been
No shark in this year raise it bigga
Fifteen percent make the whole world sit up
and take notice, Na Na take over
Y'all take quotas, to hit papa
My corner so polluted, young niggas looting
I studied Kenneth Williams, I'm one hell of a student
Remarkable hustle, my niggas coming home
I kept
My corner so polluted, young niggas looting
I studied Kenneth Williams, I'm one hell of a student
Remarkable hustle, my niggas coming home
I kept
favorite spot
Plus I like it there, 'cause I got love on the list
High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and get love
to the Earth's thirst
For the dark, sick twisted and cravin
So dark it's got edgar Allen Poe ravin
For a tiger burning bright in the night, I might take
to it, no hula hoop
And I can't lie like I like this shit like I usually do
And I'm just not impressed by you niggas rapping fast
Who sound like one big
aim's to take away pain
It's okay, get fucked up, man
Got that purple, roll that shit
Got that pill pop, now take that trip
Got the Hennessy, man, take
“Earthquake”
Written By Matthew Szlachetka (SESAC/ Francis Marie Publishing) & Paul William Stephens (BMI/ Auverne Music)
Copyright 2018 Matthew
at their heads, like hair in a comb
Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the storm
Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
Young Money over
at their heads, like hair in a comb
Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the storm
Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
Young Money over
I'd like to say that the Senator was sorry
It's sad when the powerful don't felt any shame
Some get attention by being mean and so rude
Me, I gonna use
of the dead,
One night a rapping came,
Upon her window pane,
In ghostly white her William beckoned her upon his steed,
With hellish speed they rode by open
Stuck between two, What about you?
Man's like Henry the 8th, But I'm not fake
God be telling me this a mistake
It's a risk to take
No, I won't hit
Let the hard times go by and the sun rise
When I'm flying high (High)
Feeling like young William Wallace (Wallace)
Ain't no novice, gotta keep it
night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said "We could go hit the Peapods"
I was like "yeah, that's my favorite spot"
Plus I like it there
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