Lyrics:
†to the nextplateau, level, like hendrix
Jimi open your and set it off the hinges.
So sick when you see sin your skin cringes.
You wanna radio edit
Than we all righteuous number of a righteous
Men righteous killing do it cool
As a fan wit it
Ok that is god work yall niggas just playing
Wit
what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty rotten scoundrel
On the Southside
In
lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty
shirt
Got rude, that didn't work
And your girl looks like she don't work (Mental)
Man wouldn't beat that even if I was burse
Hear me on the radio
it back
But I can’t promise that
I’m Fly
I Ride by shit from the sky
Like a bird
Made a killing off the curb
Put in work
What you heard
We was broke
So
Put in the work
Put in the hours
’Til i have learnt
To harness my powers
‘Termind to earn
My spot in the towers
Far from one of the heard
Drip with
I knew it was my ass with my mothers leather lash
Belt buckle said Nelly Nel similar to Melle Mel
Hits the third rail Beat Street made Gazzels sells
I knew it was my ass with my mothers leather lash
Belt buckle said Nelly Nel similar to Melle Mel
Hits the third rail Beat Street made Gazzels sells
rewards! She's a fake
STOP IT! Who dares disturb a Bengalis' siesta!?
Why do you scream and shout?
What's tickling your rear ends?
What's this all about?
I love you, KXVI jabariOnTheBeat
You don't know shit about me
And I don't blame you, yeah
'Cause after all he did to you
It's hard to trust me, so
not fail like Lehmann in Paris -
The trophy is there and ima get it by any means,
Even if it will take years to wash sins away
For that - I’ll say fuck
UNDEAS (uh, huh)
Lil Ceaser (uh, uh huh)
Queen B (uh huh)
That's Me (uh)
(Check it) Lil' Kim
Yo I be buyin' 'em V's, so all my girls be eyein'
chasin' clout (come on)
Shit corny, even Fat Joe had to call him out
You mad she fuckin' Nelly nigga that's what it's all about (haha)
Stacy Dash dumb
Ayy! It’s K-Luxuriant
It’s lit!
Man I like this lifestyle, I’m living lavish
There’s nothing for you in this credit
I’m too mean & maybe
They’re
The highest caliber make it a night to remember like Shalamar
Then escape to Havana with Assata I do what I gotta
Planes get shot down in Cuban air
by, many lows and highs, memories come and go
But I’ll never forget the song that was playing when I proposed
On that radio night
(Chorus)
No CD
the grove
Hollywood 404
500 from the 4
Negative 496
Used to blow it by the O
Then I grew up & I quit
Well let me tell y'all how that went
I forget guess you
I'mma chill baby, we don't want the devil in this bitch, naw
Got bad one we could call it Kelly Rowland
Ooh she get the jelly rollin'
I can nelly in
DRUNK IT
Theme: Doing something great by getting slightly drunk that you normally couldn't or wouldn't do.
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One Last Time
From Remember To Breathe by Rob Nicklas
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shirt
Got rude, that didn't work
And your girl looks like she don't work (Mental)
Man wouldn't beat that even if I was burse
Hear me on the radio
really really really rich
Hold up and wait up we takin it back
Everybody listening to this track
Cut it and edit it gotta re-readed it
Like I got
by my pop i'll pop
I'll chop if i work
If the only thing soft is my cock
The road is still rough it's like rock uhh
It's only me jumping in my bus
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