Lyrics:
Somali dad ran away from a war
Now his son's in a war, that's the cycle we're in
I know niggas that didn't do time in a bin
That have never had freedom
a toad
You ever slept on blueberry hill well I will
We'll have to connive and cook and clean for a meal and that's real
Planted three jolly green bean
happy[01:12.84]Why did your blood have to let?[01:14.94]You were so happy[01:16.33]You know you want more than a second[01:18.94]I thought we were so
have to take an alka-seltzer
Baby we gon' tie the knot like a fuckin' pretzel
Make a hundred mil' and tell them they can have the extra
Take a picture
in between their legs and then they question anatomy
Why
Why do we have to be
It ain't making no sense
This is a tragedy
Why do I have to be
Like why,
if Black June could see me
He'd be tripping, and I'd bet he still try to tease me
My block, where everything is everything for sheezy
My block, we
Dog, I shouldn't have left, They wouldn't have tried this shit if I was wit ya
Maybe we would have picked another time
Or chose another way
a women so special you can build with her?
Maybe Not
Cuz most niggas hearts still have knots
Cuz we think love is for the have most, not have nots
For
warm tie like a ascot
I used to run with the have-nots
Kept the ave' hot just so we could have knots
A lot of niggas see they dreams in a glass pot
Until
Need to pop a clip for
Huh, I’m doing this for hip hop
Im coming after you, him and his spot
Still tied to the streets like a hitch knot
Ain't nothing
by my side
They say you only live once well I'm trying to live devine
Ain't trying to have my life cut short like vacation time
Even when we try
and he stuck his hand out.
He said son have we got a deal for you,
I'm gonna make you a star and give ya fifty thousand too,
I told him my momma didn't
tonight I wanna be with you
Let's have some drinks exchange some words
And you can home with me if you want to
Got to have you by the end of the night
Got
how we never folding
How the knots so bigs we can never fold em
How we quizzed by the pigs and we never told em
Success is bitter sweet
The kids that
the legs
We get it jumping, like Vince dunking
We get it jumping, hands up
We get it jumping, slam dunk
We get it jumping, and one
We get it jumping, we get
dreamy, you know how to get me
We'll feel like some fairytale gaze
Your legs should be fine but you still have to pay for the goddamn ambulance
And I'll
Leave lane by himself damn look at how they fend you
Non of these Chico’s mis amigos look at how they fence you
Sense we together yet we further than we
lit a cigar and stuck his hand out
He said son have we got a deal for you
I'm gonna make you a star give you fifty thousand too
I told him my Momma
like a folly bout to cold flip probably
It's not me he got a ill spills knot in brooknon
Where even though kids kill they still chill and look calm
Dance
Dance with me
Don’t worry about these men lurking
We came here to party
Have a good time
Baby, move your legs and relax your mind
Just like
bleeding, can't think about sex
Irritated by your Kotex
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll pull out my dick bitch, you can suck
Now here, don't
So damn tough
So - damn - tough
Everywhere we go downtown or to a show
We have two necessities
Charlie Mack and our limo
He's feared by suckers
of duckin' one time
I told my nigga give me a price, he said love
They gon' be gone by the night like they Suge
We need a bride for this Glock 'cause we
an ul-cer, loose your pulse or
Collapsed lung, look how many gats I brung
For them homos, still doin' promos
Break both your legs you're movin' slow-mo, got
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