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wrong
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one always packing up my stuff?
For once, for once, for once
I
too
I'll remember the good stuff
Not the times that we fucked
I'll remember your personality because it was so amazing
I'll remember your laugh too
can't cheat the hustle (han)
It's that wavy season
I'll do you like Mike, then Brian Russell (swish)
Streets said, go ham, EP, four M's
I'm from right
representin' these Southside streets
Now if you ain't heard of me then you don't know whats up
You can find me on them Screw CD's talkin about 'Purple Stuff
STM
Written and performed by Derrell
803 shit, 803 shit
You Listening?
I’m smoking potent stuff (potent)
You smell it, it ain’t opened up (it
of King Lear who was old enough a fool
To cast away his kingdom for he felt too old to rule
Goneril, Regan and Cordelia held most dear
Each to gain a third
some scars on me dawg
I been through some wild stuff
And shit it was hard for me dawg
I been through some wild stuff
Don't get me riled up
I go by Young
If you died how are you here?
Please kill me with the nearest spear! (Oh I'll clear it up)
[Sora:]
So I turned into a heartless, then brought back by
stuff cause now it's just not enough
Now it's not enough, tell me what's not enough
First you think we moving way too fast now it's not enough
'Posed
you)
You look so deep
You know that it humbles me,
Your by my side and troubles them don't trouble me
Many have called but the chosen Is you
Whatever
kicked the bass like an NFL punter
And scoped the booty like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired
Let's go get some rest, relax by
your wrists too?
I say that stuff just clownin', dawg, come on, how messed up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
cheap
Man that fit too weak
Oh no, that bitch a treesh
It smells like you rolled some bullshit
Is that shit trees
Brian's drop a new breach then it's time
ride
A girl by your side
And a few good friends who'd
Get in the car
Don't go too far
Goin' for a ride
Don't go too far
Stay where you are
Without stuff
and T.I.P you done wrecked 'em this time foo! (time foo)
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In
and T.I.P you done wrecked 'em this time foo! (time foo)
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
(Latrice), the lovely and talented Camille Hackney, Cindy Marcuson, (Brian Singjon), (Jules)
Katherine I can't forget you
(All of the secretaries and),
you by forsakin ya
and now I see a reflection of you of my sun
'cause he the same complexion you the color of the sun
And now I'm done baby makin hatin
screws
We had a minor dribble in our fancy kitchen faucet
The leak was in the sprayer hose and fastened by a screw
It saddens me to tell you that we've no
Brian Holland-Lamont Dozier-Edward Holland, Jr.
I just want to be happy
To love and be loved by you
But the only time I'm happy
Is when I
how dat guh, don wayne!
[VERSE 1]
Yuh have a one strap me have one too!
Many backa dat, contract ones too!
Fi di killaz gunshots by cartons too!
Buss
because I
Like the windows and looking
Outside and stuff
And I think why the album has
Such a bright tone to it
Yo
You got cum in your ear laughs
broke at the time and I couldn't afford it, you know
I was like, fuck, man
Can't afford this, so let me break it into little parts and stuff, you know
Is
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