Lyrics:
Think about it before you walk in the door first
Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns
Fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch
Can
Think about it before you walk in the door first
Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns
Fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch
Can
just want cash
No romance
I ain't never been average
Im always drippin in fashion
By the way that you drop it
You make a nigga wanna have it
Ima keep
Yeah
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You've been bored for a long, long time.
You need love and so do I
Let's turn it all around.
I don't
Yeah
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You've been bored for a long, long time.
You need love and so do I
Let's turn it all around.
I don't
Come let me rub you the right way
We going to party tonight, yeah
We going to party tonight, yeah
Watch dem gyal deh, there so goddamn perfect
Big
what pocket I had left, my handkerchief
I'm guilty by affiliation, in many ways gangsta
But let me explain something, a paradox if you may
I threw all my
George Life Matters
My Life Matters
Black Lives Matter
All Lives Matter
George Life Matters
My Life Matters
You look at Teenss
Look into their Eyes
What do
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
I want you to be the way I want you to be
And when you're not it hurts me like shredded tape,
Something sticky for security wrapped tight around
tonight (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Ooh, baby (baby, I need you)
Gotta get you home with me tonight (right here)
Grabbed me by the hand and led the way
Outside
(Look out) i can tell by way you walk
You give it all away
By the sweet way that you talk, yes you do
You got long legs, a black girl sway
The way you
last week
More times it's just me and the weed
Ten Bensons, silver and a few sheets
One million voices still wanna speak
Look at me now two mixtapes deep
they air Cass'
My passion grows
Sorry I gotta crash your goals
You a movie star? Well when they see the way
I cook him tonight
It'll be the last time
attacked
By a rage of hunchmen!
Making his way through the
Evening traffic, greggery notices
That the other vehicles which
Crowd and bump his little red car
The damage here along the gulf coast is catastrophic
There's a frantic effort under way tonight to find
Survivors, there are an uncounted number
tonight (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Ooh, baby (baby, I need you)
Gotta get you home with me tonight (right here)
Grabbed me by the hand and led the way
Outside
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
Girl, Girl tonight you can be international
Hey Girl, I can tell you want it by the way you dancin on the floor
Hey Girl, I can look in your eyes
I’m sorry George Floyd got killed, I kneel
But I don’t feel white guilt, that’s real
Had guns in my face a bunch, by cops
Had my face slammed off my
Yeah
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You've been bored for a long, long time.
You need love and so do I
Let's turn it all around.
I don't
And I know by the end of tonight
You don't have to look up at the stars
And I know if the love is alright
You don't have to look up
At the stars no no
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
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