Lyrics:
what they got on their plate
They gon eat you
They got a homie called Karma he gon meet you
Better look the other way if he ever see you
And run as fast
itself one day ceasing to exist
But what would I say if I made it through alive? even after the world had ended
I think for me writing a song
Dream it
Push hard
Redeem it
If it's what you love
If not
Fuckin' leave it
For me to judge you
Would be
Completely ass backwards
I'm speaking my story
By
And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.
Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time
Oh- oo- oh
I need to know
Baby if I be myself
Will you judge me
When time passes by
Baby will you still love me
She hit up my line and she tell me
goes down?
What y'all gonna do? (Be real about it)
Communication breakdown it's a take down
Are you awake now or consumed
By a fake clown?
World Wide
Bust off goin fast, you can call it cheetah girl
When I get the panky you know I'm water whippin her
No top on the whip, tank top Louis V
You can call
to make hits
Black fist on the rise, oh now you're surprised
Ya niggas don't exist, like fuckin pens you pry
But i'mma ride, this beat like girls ridin my
I want a girl who gives me head like I'm a hat
“c milf is always best at that”
“But young and dumb is where it's at”
ct least that's what her daughter
booty wiggle
Fresh drink by the pool, I got deep-spirited roots
No matter what you do, you can have your cake and eat it too
Several of the ladies are in
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
a money machine
Your girl like Gumby, how she bends over, fuck me
It seems that I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by
That's
a nigga wanna to gain
You can try weed once, but you’ll never be the same
If my soul be lost then I be the one to blame
What’s a gun to a vest, what’s
girl 'cause she's faithfully down
And when you're exchanging those sacred vows
Just know that if I could be there, I would
And should you ever see
said they so fuckin’ proud of me
And all my girls said they so fuckin’ proud of me
I got two versions
I got two versions
Shoutout to my bruddas
going
I got times in my right
Space on my left
Baby but I still don't have time
If you know what I mean
But you said you wanna leave
Said you leave me
death
If you ask, bet, i'll take your breath a different aspect
enter the lung get shredded by person to person contact
But beyond that, any rappers death
what what what what what what we really need
Is more people
If I need to wipe my butt
We need more people
What if my nose has snot
We need more people
the perfect get away
If I'm being Frank girl I love it by the ocean
This where I come to think
Gotta keep my mind open
Made my heart sink
When that body went in
me (Nah)
But I be chilling by myself hanging with my jewelry (Jewelry)
I'm a make it to the top indubitably (What)
I got bitches on my jock tryna screw
That's the alkaholiks functions, conjunction junction
The remix version for all the brothers out there
That got shit on they chest and just wanna
Waffles global hold up
Lordkez with them vocals
This ones for the girls
Who love diamonds and some pearls
All my mami's from the 'burbs
Who still fucking
the roof man I got my swag
Got a vocal from this girl when her man got bagged
Plus I hit my momma with cash from a show that I had
Supposedly knowing
the roof man I got my swag
Got a vocal from this girl when her man got bagged
Plus I hit my momma with cash from a show that I had
Supposedly knowing
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