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Yeah
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Aye a
Today gon be a great day
Speak through the dark words like sun rays
Hold up
Vocal chords warmin' up
Yup
Look only
suckas
Clogged gutters, stardust in a broads Tumblr
Long slumber appalled plumbers at songs bumpin'
Call Smucker's we got a jam on our hands
One man band
"yes" is all I need.
Tasting you still on my tongue,
Shaking conch shells one by one,
And trails of peaceful inequities.
Insincere flattering by other
Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead Vocals by Dennis DeYoung
I flip the switch on my laser video
And there's the man staring back at me
He starts
I know I'm in danger, I just started runnin'
I been countin' bands, that's just all I wanted
Look inside my wallet, that shit full of hunnids
I been
shit
The only way you finna get information that's valid
If niggas spoiling they salad so it riddle me this
I say dangerous, yes, you know my flow
already know
Like, which one of these closets contain cash flow
Got three little problems I just thought you should know
Peep, I'm addicted to 'yes
B-Real)
Seekin' to find the toys, with no flavor
See I'm talkin' about those whose vocals ain't comin' off
A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin' good
Where me and my nigga
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin' good
Where me and my nigga
of the week, I live by the beat
Like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat
So we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long
press on the gas a 'lil more for the gain
I go by the code so I can't say no names
What they selling 'lil nigga you know it's illegal
Smoking on opp-pane
Yes, let me dig into your brain, folks falling like rain
Property got me selling things, guess I'm gon' explain
Jane is rolled up, no gangs be
[Verse 1]
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
order plenty ammunition for the
Enemies that I got i'm the King
I'm just looking for my Coretta Scott
Bet I pop, like a boy band
I'm annoying to rappers
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
back, way back!
Way back, ooh, in them good old days
Y'all know what I'm talking about
Ain't a damn thing changed join the fun
Dad-gum, dad-gum, baba join
is the only thing I've searched
I thought I could find it through my friends
Or maybe by following the trends
Yea, doing things as I wish
Ouh, how
Yes sir
Let me dig into your brain folks fallin' like rain
Property got me sellin' thangs guess I'm goin' explain
Jane is rolled up no gangs
Just look over your shoulders, honey!
Yeah, I know
It's been a minute
Don't you know
Just look over your shoulders, honey!
Whenever you need me
sing His praises, I know He's the greatest
He gave us this power, now these moments ours
Cause God got a plan for me, yes He does
I know God, I know God
So it's me me me as my vocals warm up
cs I breath deep, anxiety enormous
Coming at speed, no time to even warn us
my knees are weak, I collapse
he cared so much
Yeah I miss him, Yes I do
He was super smart, Very nice
I really really miss him
My Vocal Teachers Mom
Start clapping
She's so
the streets by storm
Group cosigned with the courtesy of the Storm
Now I'm tryna reflect the tone
Like the tsunami storm
Tell Joe and Dame I get it, I put
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