Lyrics:
that you Belong
But someone does
And you do
Is it a mother, brother, cousin, friend, uncle or auntie, father, teacher, co-worker
Or mentor probably
I'm in the NFL
Pussy only thing that's heaven that's why I give niggas hell
Yea bae I'm delusional I'm really shell bell
Need a QP just to smoke yo
me we should do it all with myself
And that way (yeah), we don't need nobody else (alright)
Cause I'm cool
Tell who do, who does, who rock it any
the streets
I cry
Shed a tear for our lives
I wanna feel safe
Wanna feel protected
I want everyone to be treated equal
It does’nt work like that
Disconnected
quick you can handle this AHH
It's only three times as thick as my finger, AHH, bust her AHH
And then I say, "Do that" you say, "Do what?"
Duh-duh-do
Ain't no time to waste, I gotta get it (I gotta get it)
I be toatin' my fye on the road (Fye on the road)
Niggas bitches, I know yo intentions (I
down
Cause I come strong, rather than come at all and not be ready
That's what separates me from the petty
MC's gas themselves by drinking too much
you that you have been drafted
into
the United States military]
The United States wants me for what? Hahahaha
[Excuse me sir]
Hahaha
tried and died for it. What the fuck is wrong with you?
Destiny takes time, but that don't mean you or anyone can take yours
Stay the course. Get
Threw you a bag
Threw you a couple hags
Give 'em back
Nigga, matter of fact
What is that?
Pussy still wet
Ass is fuckin' fat
Give it back, it's on deck
Matter fact, let's just make it groove
I know that's what y'all really wanna do, and make it groove like
(Ooh, ooh) and we can make it groove like, and we
Huh? Huh? What was that?
Imma lay his ass flat
Before he ever shoot back
It just don't add up
But I was never good at math
Had to shoot him on camera
you shining
I like the bling
So imma cop it
I know what you can't afford
That's why I rock it
I can hear you talking and talking
Like bitch stop talking
Khojat guru re hamara
(The Guru would provide you with the answers)
Dharni ro bhaar
(Poet Dharni has said that the soul has its weight)
Dhaval ke re
Khojat guru re hamara
(The Guru would provide you with the answers)
Dharni ro bhaar
(Poet Dharni has said that the soul has its weight)
Dhaval ke re
it!
Kick yo leg out while you twerk it in a circle
Throw throw that ass stop acting like you nervous
It’s 3am me and Waffle House still serving
I was
Sometime it feels like you lacking the guidance
And you don't know what to do, but stay strong
And keep in mind that he always loves you,
It's what it is,
Boges, but he's still on
(And) By on I meant rockin and he is not stoppin (what)
We poppin and droppin at these hoes that want it (bow bow)
Skirt off in
new jack, you still got price tags on your rhymes
Yo what's that sayin that Hammer says uhh
U Can't Touch This, just like a pimple yo I'ma bust this
First time he spoke to her, he was all out of sorts
He said "what's your name?, what's it to you pal?"
Well you that perfect gal, so rough but natural
His
were looking
I didn't even care it was
Like a scene from the movie that I'm scared of but
There we were
We were living
For the shit that we really felt
mistake
Me as someone that you could trust on a
First date
That's what these pissed stained nerds say
When they get provoked by a woman
In the first grade
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Bomb ass pussy
Bomb, oh, you got that bomb, know you got it
Bomb, oh, you got some bomb-ass pussy
Bomb, I know you got that bomb, bomb pussy
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