Lyrics:
the way it's goin' down,
comin' from the higha' ground. I like the way it's goin' down,
King Jesus Christ wit' a crown!
(Jesus came, Jesus died.) A lot
I fear it's gonna fall apart
I'm not a greedy lady I just ask for a lot
Cause when it comes to gettin' lovin
Yours is all I really want
Watch out
A B
Let's paint the whole town
I love hearts that dream in all caps
Not Lot's wife I never look back
Sacred blood I'm tuck everlasting
It's heaven in hiding
(Metro)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I kept it silent the whole time (ayy)
I ain't never, ever play both sides (ayy)
East side nigga 'bout
cess cause I swear that they stress me
And when I'm home a lot, I keep the chrome a lot
Cause even when I'm home I'm knowin there ain't a lot of dudes
me
Cuz I'm so real
Emotional rap that you can feel
I hug the mic the same
Way BB king hugged Lucille
Bare wit me, I'ma work in progress
None the less I
name young king
What's your name huh?
Stevie Ndahigwa
Ndahigwa
Ndahigwa
Ndahigwa
Love me for me
Man they love me for me
Got my whole fam and they love
with whole lot of green
Everybody know's that I rep UP
Coming from the town where the grass so green
Living like a king, doing my thang Now I got dough,
lot of money, got hundreds and fifties, a couple of twenties, I like them bitches, I know what they doin', a couple of brownies, a whole lot of bunnies
Malone
And the Social Club Band
Bob Luhr was in the house
We had a St. Louis jam
By the end of the night
I had me a job at BB’s
700 hundred south
where I've been, but I'm lovin where I am
Prime rib, fuck Spam
So tell me what's real partner
[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
(I fought back, then heat check)
yeah
And my dreams got vivid when I stopped smoking pot
And lovin' you come easy cause I like you a lot
I never thought that we'd be caught up in this
If you're not having any luck with the girls
You need to step into the spotlight world
Watch some movies with steve mcqueen
Get some music by bb
from the trenches
The Homecoming King and the bling real expensive
Chasing the ring like a football team all defensive
Lynch with the hits
Put them
Yeah you know
I'm feeling myself right now, it's a new year
We about to do this, let's go
I feel like the king of my city, Tony Montana
Whole lotta
CHORUS:
Trynna hold you by the waist don’t panic/
Ass fat both hands gone grab it/
Know you love it when I’m bout to attack it/
I’m a pro ion ever
gain as much and then change
Because you famous, famous
Because you famous
Fame, claim that you now the king
Because you famous, famous
Because you
mad bloggers and
A whole lot of AngryFans
You a bitch, you ain't a man, I mean shit
Even Babs know I'm the king of the ring
That was a Queenzflip
You
(COUPE)
Work
Birk', Birky
Perky
Okay
Splat, pull up in a 'Cat (yoom)
Whole neighborhood see that I got racks (that I got racks)
Never
assumptions
Know I'm the one, get whole lot of a lovin but
You cannot stop the rain
Lil mama she liking the wave
And I'm stackin this bread, for all of my kids
that make the whole world sing
I write the songs of love and special things
I write the songs that make the young girls cry
I write the songs, I write
baby made him think
He knew he had a lot he must confess
He knew enough to write a book with every name of every crook
So he'd expose the whole rotten
ass by pushin mute
Shit can get stanky like a poot (like a poot)
I got dog poop crank yes I pollute
Leave the whole block fully unrecouped
I'm like
the lots
Money, power, respect, we learned it from the locks
No doubt, I'm the best
Shit, I don't gotta boast, I'm on an island by myself
Shout out my
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