Lyrics:
back talk, back wall, end up in asphalt
Niggas love them choppas like we
Flyin in black cars but you with the roost
Thinkin a nigga was black though
Now
a fish bait
Now I'm dancing like, a dolphin, full of faith, was it fake?
Cause, you found, the diamond in Heaven
You got me singing, my Symphony (l-o-v-e
and my feet in good...
Dirt Devils were crowding my head
With lies they spread
They'd convinced me of what fools know isn't true
Quick as an Outkast
ain't gon tell you fly
I been flu since a cub
So I ain't threatened by love my love
Smug like shrug from thug
Give me a hug
Won't tell you much
I
loadin' my clip
Cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I'ma
that I have lost my hope in niggas
As I Sing
N-E-G-U-S
I said
N-E-G-U-S
My kings and queens just listen
N-E-G-U-S
N-E-G-U-S
Let’s talk about it my brain
what I'm bout
Makin' his money, you niggas be funnin
You niggas should know how I get down
Everybody wanna fuck with the king of the Co
So y'all niggas
from danger
Yes (yes)
Even my own anger
Show love to even a total stranger
Why (why)
Cause that's what He would do (ok)
Take away the old all things
drifts across the floor
As Ben E. King's voice fills the air
Baby, that's the power of prayer
Tie on a bandana, then we lay him out
Fighting over two colors in the crayon box
It's no love
It's no love
Forty ounces in my cup, I'm poured up
Kannon
Yeah yeah yeah
Ben Brizi Ye Ye
Ben Brizi Ye Ye
When everything no dey sup for you Them go just give up on you
No let bad energy come my
Gabriel's playing for me?
A king needs a queen, and Clara my dear
Will you sit on this throne again?
Can I be forgiven?
Clara: “Of course my love.”
Sherlock:
Not what you are,
But what you've earned
Where Jack-Queen-King
Money's concerned
A friend in need is a friend in debt
That kinda friend king
"Ice Cube, do you think you could give me some money to get my hair done?"
What's wrong with your hair right now?
"Well you know I get it done
back talk, back wall, end up in asphalt
Niggas love them choppas like we
Flyin in black cars but you with the roost
Thinkin a nigga was black though
Now
What it means to have love for another
Yeah love for another
Gotta love my sisters
Love my brothers, no matter they color
All the same under, made with
on through the blood of my kids and grandson
J-E-S-U-S-I-S, T-H-E-K-I-N-G
J-E-S-U-S-I-S, T-H-E-K-I-N-G
Jesus is the King without a crown or a ring
Y'all going
Here to stay
Even when I'm gone
When I close my eyes
Through the passage of time
Kings never die
I can hear the drummer drumming
live my fantasy of love
Nothing more
In my dreams you will be
Like a stranger in my life
There's a girl
Doesn't know what to do
To believe that in my
Absolutely right absolutely
What you think about the blogs, Scaff Beezy?
Honestly, the blogs could just suck my
Damn cock, balls, deepthroat, gag, and choke
zie geen competitie.
you better watch out want ik ben coming voor m'n piecie
leef m'n bday everyday like what the fuck is een traditie.
boy ik pull up
in my flesh
And melanin in my blood
If you salty eat on these slugs
From me you gets no love
So what
If I use to be a peasant now I'm comin for that
Ik wist het meteen
Ik ben in love love
Baby hou me vast want
Als ik even met je dans dan is het net alsof ik zweef
Ohjojojo
La la la la
L.O.V.E. Love
What's the time?
It's time to get ill
And what's the time?
It's time to get ill
So what's the time?
It's time to get ill
Now what's the time?
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