Lyrics:
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
to Consider your whack self
It's like this when you dip down
And you are boxin'
Reeling against the ropes and you
Face some young Mexican
You're
of the streets (I know)
Live bad to die good
Know how to move when hustlin' by the days with no food
But just so I can eat (fuck)
And ain't it a bitch
And if
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
of eligible young people
Standing amongst the crowd of adolescents
Struck by the nauseating mix
Of perfume and aftershave i look around
Still half expecting
says Lisa"
I said, "O.K., you're smart and all that
But when you get off work, yo, I'll be back"
She looked at me and said, "Make yourself clear
L,
cleared away, on the floor lay a man
Feleena's young lover, had shot down another
And he had to leave there, so out through the back door he ran.
The next
knocking on Ricky's door
They didn't want to talk to young Rick no more
When they saw his mama she's the one they wanted to sign
She was a real bold woman
of the streets (I know)
Live bad to die good
Know how to move when hustlin' by the days with no food
But just so I can eat (fuck)
And ain't it a bitch
And if
the Prince
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
All three were beautiful of face, but vile and black of heart
The young lad had no father, and his mother-
I wish
Quick prayer
Should we do it
Yes
We take one a piece
One hour down and we're already
Broke
Coolest part about it
Was ya boys were
Stoked
Walking by Faith
we're steppin' out of here,
You ever think you're gettin' up, down, around or in,
Huh huh, you better think again, my friend
Because the door is closed
down
[Verse Three]
He's dissappeared into thin air, he's nowhere
whens the last time he been here, we don't care
Cause he don't come around no mo'
nigga
Life is game can't play like me
King and Khano got em going crazy
We got a drip that's too Wavy
This for sure and you're maybe
Walk in the door take your
your sister to the bar
One, two!
I'm knocking on your door
Three, four!
I know you want some more
Five, six!
Pour a glass of MIST TWST
Seven, eight!
Dust
that's cool alright ( Chihuahua )
It means fun - and a life without sorrow
Feels young - when you think about tomorrow
Say yo - when you're about to freak
Yeah
Migos
First kicked the door when I was seventeen years old (seventeen, woo)
Seen my first fifty, ballin', eighteen years old (eighteen,
heads in heathrow
Young trynna make a difference
Be a baller like emile smith rowe
Forgot to mention
Bars come with tension
That's why you're get lowered
Bitches passing by, "oh my, he's so gangsta" (you're out of line)
Mmm, I'll tell you what I'm talkin' 'bout
When I was a young boy (you're out of line)
of doors
Man, you're big enough to be an athlete so
You ever play any sports?
Just a little figure skating
Why don't you come up to the house and
Play some
(Young Boy) Dear god, I don’t know if you’re really real? Because mom and stepdad say that you’re total hogwash. But if you’re real, and I believe
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
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