Lyrics:
Cops favoring communities
But I don't think that's my real issue
It's more like
I love you
But I don't wanna be killed with you
I love you
But not enough
or (either one)
Marcus paint, inhale, faint
Yeah, heh-heh, heh-heh, smells great, heh-heh (whoa)
Acid, you don't got that? Just melt plastic
That's it, now
don't mean you no good.
Weeoooow … it sure is good … ah, do that thing Mr.
Lonnie Johnson. Mr. Lonnie Johnson, the man with
nine different feelings,
Oh, stewardess! I speak jive
Oh, good
Jus' hang loose, blood
She gonna catch ya up on da rebound on da med side
What it is, big mama? My mama no
you need it just come holla at me
You know where to find me
You know where my crib is at
You definitely know what my car look like
But I got that
I
that you're fake
You keep asking, I just tell you
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright when I pull up
On yo' man anyway
I will fight when I pull up
enough
How I shivered,
Ooh ooh man I was nithered
I don’t wanna be here
But for some the choice is taken away
Tell me how you’d feel
If you were made
buddy just in case your mind is muddy
Don't you know that girl you're fooling with is Peg-Leg Johnson's wife
And that man is hard and cold and mean
The lake don't smell so bad now, do it
Don't trip off ya hair, baby, just re-glue it
The windows is fogged up, can't nobody view it?
Put down the O E
Is it me inside my head ?
Rather listen to it
The way I see it everybody dead
T-Don [verse]:
My demons they be pushin' me
My demons they be pushin'
Jasper Johnson is coming for your jobs he's (It's all a scam)
Gonna rip it off like it's nothin' (It's all a scam)
Didn't even mind, you're never gonna
English, I'm mikey, wayne vanish
I go by weezy f b thass who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new Id
I beat up the track like the new ali
And leaving eye
This is David Nevermind
And today's controversy is coming from yet another member
Or should I say members of the hip-hop community (ayo, tell Fab
Up The Game, cll I Wanted To Do Is Trap, You Know What I'm Saying
You Think I Don't Like Getting Money But It's Fucked Up
See The Problem Is
in Locarno
A vision of my fate
I turned left off Highway 61
To go down Interstate 88
Don't need a preacher in a long black coat
To tell me what is
Pass me the rock lil bitch Dwayne Johnson
I got all that shit you wanted
Get to the top you know I want it
Ain’t no luck Im like a prophet
Private like
repulsive?
All I want to do is kiss and
Touch, but you got cold on me
Life is always tense it's rough
And she said: "Wait wait wait
It's like you never listen
Feel like Didier Drogba
When my shoot is goal
She's like Boris Johnson got me confused on the low
Deep down though I love her
Sometimes I know
watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed
Getting swarmed by those type of niggas
With no game but brown-nose
So I impose only like pros can
"Yo, is this
watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed
Getting swarmed by those type of niggas
With no game but brown-nose
So I impose only like pros can
"Yo, is this
ain't missin', she just kissin'
On my johnson, shit was out of the frame
Like (D) video, How Does It Feel?
That Gilla House chill
It's Saukrates season,
(Jesus)
It's like the last days of Sodom and Gomorrah outside (Lord)
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Donnie, Ye, what up n-?
exhausted, lost, don't let life slide!
The whole hood is struggling, yeah, times are tight
And she's stuck to this corner like a streetlight!
Yeah, I'm
celibate like Virgin Jane
I won't say it again if I catch me an opp I'm knocking the meat off his tacos
They don't know about instant retali'
They lack
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