Lyrics:
life"
Shelly's at the kitchen table, crayons, construction paper
"Hey Mom, look what I drew, it's a picture of me and you"
And later when he says his
that city wit that bustle
Fill that duffle if they lookin for trouble
(Ohh)
Don't tell me whatchu think
Whatchu knoooooo
I needa Pretty lil freak from
shot that's curry
Not on the wing like sterling but I'll body man like Akinfenwa
If you're tryna find me then best know that I'm at Winyates centre
Any
(baby, baby)
Shot caller (that's right) ain't nobody this crazy (like me)
You a hater (you a hater) why you tryin' to play me (I don't think he know)
Fake
'Cause you feel like you know, you know everything
Before I go and say some things I'm gonna regret to you
I'mma call up my ladies, and tell them how you
I'm a Latin from Manhattan
You can tell by my Mañana
I'm a Latin from Manhattan
And not Havana
Though I does the rhumba for yas
And I call myself
Angelina, lips like Angelina
Like Selena, ass shaped like Selena
I'm like, got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her
you tell me? You say you can but you don't know.
Can you tell me which flower's going to grow?
Can you tell me if it's going to be a daisy or a rose?
Nicko: ...'e didn't know 'ow to talk to me about it. N', n' I've, I've told 'I'm "don't do that again."
Steve: Because, see, it's not, it's not, it's
deeper
Street but we streeter
He ain't weak but me neither
And I still kick shit like fifa uhhh
But don't don't mind me, please don't mind
Cause I've been
,
for I am blind, but you can see,
yes, I've been blinded totally,
oh now, please don't pass me by.
Now there's nothing that I tell you that will help
'll show you something else
If they let me talk
But I don't know if I'll ever get a chance to tell my story before a judge
Because I think the murder's
the mornin young pimpin
[Verse 3: Ali]
(I want to be just like you big dog)
No you don't (Why not?)
Let me tell ya (Tell me then, tell me then, tell me
All the real shit my niggas do
We don't rap about
‘Cause niggas'll rat you out
As soon as they get the word
I know niggas saying they homies as
Soon
and Chile tell Sevyn Streeter we going fuck when see me
And I'm a beat the pussy like Chris did Riri, catch me on yacht with my glock sippin Fiji
She she
time for you now, now
I'm trying to tell you, I'm know it all too well
They don't care about you or me, they only have all to tell
They wanna get
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years
Tell me what you want from men (yeah, tell me)
Take a look
Tell me something
Tell me something
Tell me something
Tell me something new
Tell me something
Tell me something
Tell me something
Tell me something I
me by
Oh please, don't pass me by
For I am blind, but you, you can see
Yes, I've been blinded totally
Oh please, don't pass me by
And you know as I
(Ok, Ok)
Tell me what's up
(Ok, Ok)
Don't have time for the fuss
(Ok, Ok)
Tell me what's up
(Ok, Ok)
I won't waste all of my love
(Ok, Ok)
Let me know
tell the truth
You know your touch is all I need
Got me feeling weak, so before you leave my side
Come back over here and
Give me something
They don't go by the bro code tell me something that I don't know
Stackin pyramids like Cairo
My city got shorties Habesha Latina to Persian to Trini
me a clap. A yes is fine (laughing) ok? (voice from audience â??I love that songâ??) Thank you. Praise God. I tell you, I know everybody's in the same
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