Lyrics:
my nigga
I'm missin' you P
God know I need to send my dawgs some pictures (you get some pictures with me)
And some change to keep my dawg with some
nigga
I'm missin' you Pimp
God know I need to send my dawgs some pictures (you get some pictures with me)
And some change to keep my dawg with some
I need a drop
And I'ma send them young niggas
With bodies by the opps
You know that we don't ever do
No talkin' to the cops
When we apply this
RS2!
You never give me your money
You only give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations
You break down
I never give you my
You win some, send some
Twin some
Here it come, stay calm, tension
Getting numb, I'm getting numb
Someone mind me
I need some refreshment but I do
but they puppet
Im a Predator Nigga, All that matters is me
You need to open up yo eyes Cutty
Cause thats the American Way
You ever had to come ever
stacking up my dividends You don't know me
And you tell me I'm a phony Rocking straight to San Cony
Nigga, you the one that's bony With a M16 like Tony
You
plead you see
[Chorus]
I need an angel, I'm callin an angel
Send me an angel down
I'm carrying a load that's to heavy for me
I've no where to go
the thing is
Shootin up prayers amen
Might send a letter to satan
Like what you talking bout
What your problem is
Keep on sending demons out
I'm so tired
by my side, (yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin son, (ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'fore I tan your hide, now, (you're gonna tan
shit aint no issue
I can do it by myself I can send my lil man to sick em
And this shit might ugly
This a new year man it aint buddy buddy
Ima get more
I’m gone off goose got me feeling right
I’ll send a car you can spend the night
I still ask did I make the right move
I gotta past that I’m tryna
best
Omoge wetin sup why you looking like you know me before
I dey ball dem they hate oh but yet i no send them oh
The way the girls dem dance to my song
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
To accept the call please dial 5
I only answer cuz I'm making sure they still alive
You turned your back on me nigga for a life of crime
Still free
light on my offerings
Feel like you giving too much neck, start neglecting my praise
Send a display, Wik Da God, end of the day
Address me by my name
send you home by morning light
Come with me, tonight
You lookin' good and I'm feelin' right
I'm off the drink, in my zone
And, I wanna know can I
of me
I'm headed to the tip-top
I'm too high, need to go to the pit stop
I level up every song
That's why they pissed off
I just count money by big guap,
phone
God's son, if you cross me, I'm sendin' you straight home, just like toosie, I'll slide with that Drac', ho
I'ma blow when I come around, tornado,
crossed me they Know I'll set it off
Better play yo cards right I'll send a blitz and Get em gone
Damn how you switch on me
I thought you was my lil homie
yeah)
What time we takin' off today? My type of stress (stress)
I send them boys by, but surprise they gon' collect (ooh, yeah)
Ain't seen your ass in
the school I attended was Real Nigga High
Yeah, you can let me down, I'm still gon' be high
(JT, you a fool for this one, nigga)
Yeah, put the spikes
within you
You send one text, you send two
Praying she don't intend to
Break you down, twist you, and bend you
Then unfriend you
If hip hop ever breaks my
Who you think you're playing?
Why you look at me like I'm an alien?
Deep down you know that we could have been
Good together
In your eyes, you
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