Lyrics:
encouragement is not fooling me
Red light, bitch stop
Who am I competing with, it's me VS me
Act like you're not setting up this one-person team
Using all my
Girl this is how I'm feeling
Don't paint me as the villain out there
You know I got feelings out there
Tell me girl do you feel it
(Woah-oh)
You can
is on the tab now
Tongue mesh with the tab now, up in first class, wow!
Ain't heard of the team well you better go ask round
All round the globe, gold
an answer to a question, might I bother
Are you a tag team champ alone without a partner?
It's sheer bull you've been through? No ear hole to vent to?
I
heaven
Tell God send me a blessing, cause I'm down here stressin'
12 is for the records we sell, we're goin' platinum
There's no turnin' back now, so
picking teams!
Circle circle dot dot, I got my cootie shot!
This is a take over, call it a coup-de-tat
So let them hands raise, or let that booty drop
They
You know it smells like shit, Goddamn
Tag Team the Double Header
Son of Sam, fire always makes it better
Navigate with style and aplomb
'Cause
watching over me
Lending an ear to the light, lowly listening
Is there anything else, it seems
I am missing
Rap
It's a well known fact
Gravitationally
seats 3 and 4
And about that time, the announcer stepped into the ring.
He said, "Tonight's the greatest card ever been signed,
We got a tag-team
The water pipe's somewhere over there
It's running under that mound of dirt not used in trench warfare
Soldiers wear dog tags around their neck
We're here now
this drill team
Lil' momma's bare so she can't fuck with the real thing (real thing)
There's nothing to it do sedue it, fling it out (fling it out)
Shaquille 0'neal would provide the entertainment
to some of you this is a far fetched scheme
but to me... I'll tell you what it is...
This is my Dream Team
the pussy apart
Shawty it's on after dark
Step to the mic and now I got ya
call me Young Sinatra
The flow is prominent, hella dominant
On time with it when
Covered basics, tag team.
Lemme take you home,
Just to fill the back seat.
I wanna, “Hit it like a man,”
cs cbuelo said.
cnother lost angel.
Still I see
to be my biggest fan
I up this bitch, it look like a track meet
Yeah, he a bitch, that nigga won't at meet
Shoot by myself, I don't need a tag team
I'm
Need a breather kay now there is more to write
Lyrical weight pushin boarder to boarder-line
Me and my team comin sharp like a sword or knife, woah
I’m
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
And life's been a bitch but I love her until we break up
No ice in my Hennessy all of that's for the Jacob
The new tag team champs there ain't nobody greater
there’s never brining life back
So I’m making every second of my time last
And it goes by fast like a fucking time lapse
Always getting asked Jake in five
love you)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green (harmony)
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (is you by my side)
All,
get there
It's just hard to see
Yea
I want that Richie
It's buss down
Well it's just us now
You wanna stay
It's a must now
We up a touchdown
You
with the kid
When he merc everything that he flirts with
Worse it's a curse but he blessed from the birth every verse is hearse took em all to the church
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
the Rockets
And tho she not from Houston, she a pink girl and she rocks it
N**** that’s my team and the motha’ f*****’ family
People don’t got what I got, thats
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