Lyrics:
from the city where things get gritty
Niggas is dying they bopping like diddy
In houston tonight and girl love whitney
Stay in the club spend like fifty
back to autograph indentions impact Jackie Robinson
Gonna love you turn around and hate ya so I need not a one
Its hello goodbye mean nothing by it but
aching in my heart is what reminds me
There's no place like home
Oh, there's no place like home
I stopped by to talk to you today
And touch the stone
as tucan
My momma know that im gangster
But she the first gone shoot it
Followed by a candle lit dinner and some music
Amazing where my mind tends to go
You know, that's why, man
I be telling you all the time, man, you know
Love, that word "love" is a very serious thing
And if you don't watch
kinda life is that?
It’s what I used to and there’s no lookin back.
I Chop it up chop it up just like a chopper gunner
Pop em pop em up a fighter not
Weh you madda name
Theresa wilson palmer
But mi call har mummy
The place name poverty
Mummy don't live there no more
She don't live there no
Weh you madda name
Theresa wilson palmer
But mi call har mummy
The place name poverty
Mummy don't live there no more
She don't live there no
as if you hurt them so
And I don't care if none of these street cats is gonna fuck with me
I pull a bitch by pulling up
And now I'm tight she stuck with
down
There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under
Gotta keep my faith alive till love is found and ask yourself
Where is the love?
Where is
heard
I can't tell you everything I'm feeling
More than this
Do you know
What it is? 'Cause
Something has to make us feel this way
Love by
Where my dogs at? (right here)
You see them niggas? (Right where?)
Dead 'em, boys (right there)
That's how we do (Alright, then)
Yeah, this is for my
when I can make you mine
Unexplained feelings that I ain't really get into yet
Is there anything else you gotta tell me now?
I don't wanna talk 'bout
SON
Wilson Viturino/ Fab Cardoso
All I want in life is to be happy
Happiness is just the same as being together
I wake up every morning wondering
find me where the bitches at
Love a bitch who slap her
Pussy like a fishing hat
Watch your ass cause this is prison rap
Bag of money, I envision that
of the day
There'll be at least about a million more
In the end all I can say
Love will lead the way
And this is where love comes in
Send help right away
With every end, there's got to be a beginning
Subtracted my presences
Now I'm addin' up all these blessings
Then I
Watch them multiply
South East
do
I just cannot live without Jah love, I need it again and again
Natty Conqueror once again, tell it to the massive them
There is nothing sweet like
to Aspen cause that's where
The snow's at right yea
Still trying to figure out how nobody is mad at me they probably too scared to Minaj
With a King your
Tay-K we race
Platinum plaque, gone no trace
All I really need is a taste
And I know bud like my own face
I say these words right there to say
Where
Hey Yo I'm back but nobody was asking where I been
'Cause Christ-centered music is no longer the hot trend
Logic says well maybe I should just stop
on chicks with curves
We the youth poetic justice, the kings and the Yankees
Our flows is vicious, check check, check out my melodies
We gifted with
you touch that golden sun
Innocence and sentiment
Is owned by hope it's where you're at
Baby is my love too old for you?
Baby is my love too old
Yo, yo, the dog is here
Yo, yo, the dog is here
Yo, yo, the dog is here
Yo, yo
Where the East Coast at? (Come on)
Where the West Coast at?
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