Lyrics:
the bar
"I bear no grudge against you!"
And my dick felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits
But for which the whole world yearns
Right
I'll get you right
I got the baddest bitch in the fucking world right here
You the baddest bitch in the fucking world my dear
Out all the bad
when I run, you try to hide
You skate at the snap of my fingers, call me Golden Glide
It's you and I, do or die, who am I?
I got a pocket full
to
Mr. Manifest it with great intentions
And use it for the benefit of the spiritual collective
No GPS needed, I got the directions
I'm thanking God
talk
Ram her real good in the back Marshall Faulk
Lil mama exotic dancing erotic
Pussy is crazy I'm smoking on chronic
I will not stop it pull up in
of the damn
In this systematic world
Souls became slaves to the man
Even industry rappers
Working for Mr. Big
He already got you suckers
And yar ain't even
fuck you
This middle finger when I pass dudes
There's a lifestyle that I attach to
And when the world ends, I'm still that dude
Mr backwoods, Mr
She say I'm pressure told lil baby inside me of full of steam
Niggas a come around to bring you down a ends to the means
You can't hang around me if
Running up bands with a nympho
Bitch make a trick lay down like a kick door
Big hemp rolled full of indo
You can smell it when you walk by a nigga
'm filling up the bleachers now with this lil' crowd
Homie what goes up must come down
I'll probably go up but I ain't coming back down
I told them that
listen boy you better not settle for nothin
You better keep grindin and hustlin
I told ha ma you already know
You talkin Lil Wop I was born the goat
They
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
Ms oprah, Mr cosby
I am right back at your ass
With all honor, Mr obama
Please don't walk out so fast
I got a question, got a question
Got a question
T but what's more important
To me is that don't be comin' 'round my girl
Tryna act like Mr friendly
And steal the spotlight like Mr bentley
I spotted her
hands up
I cant let em win why you think that we strapped up
Lil Mexico my hood on the map Ima put it up
Came from the struggle full house we will fill it
God have mercy on my soul
Have mercy if you can
Living in a cold world
A plagued full of sin
Tryna dodge these curses lord
Bless us if you can
I try
to comment
Thank the lord that I ain't in the streets
Shawty bad but that hoe for the team
Mrs Devil just been in my sheets
Call by the reverend man, know I
(Mm, mm)
(Look so perfect, she look so amaz-)
(Yuh, ay)
Man she so damn gorgeous the girl is amazin'
Ain't not one lil mufuckin thing that gon'
To all my people goin' through it on a daily basis
And it seem like the world is full of cold places
Keep your head up, fuck what they said
'Cause
I stay up all night, I go to sleep watching Dragnet
Never sleep alone because Jimmy is the magnet
I'm so rope, they call me Mr. Roper
When
my eyes full of despise Who can I trust
Why even try they say the world is mines
But I know it's a lie
Livin' to die, set up from birth
Steady dreamin'
the World I ball like a ball team
I stack chips, call me Mr’s Rosteam
tricks is for kids, silly rabbit, your my offspring
Kim more anticipated than a Lebron
need to borrow strength from you
Listen
From the womb, when I rolled the dice
In a world full of evil like poltergeist
But every time the devil tried
People trip out, bring out the hell in me
But I stay paid in full, faithful, and always grateful
Stay on guard, praise God, pity the hateful
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