Lyrics:
control that
Doin what I wanna in the trap I'm counting mostacks
Smoking something foreign in the back of something all black
Girls girls girls girls girls
Black jeans, you're a goner
Look good but your brain couldn't bother to change
I need some time
Forget the crazy shit that you have been doing to my
musta have to
Go back to this cunt, cunny
Yo, caddie and all, wanna shack, yo
Kiss my black bat this tan
Not from takе his shirt off but from all
This
throwing.
The black crow steals for lunch
And the Sun it has no mercy
But you're the rain that cools me down
and you fill my head with stories
That always
One Sixteen Twenty Four
In the Year of Our Lord
Waiting for your call
To light my fire
Scintillating lips
On my desire
I left my
your pull, I just don't know if you feel mine
And if you're the sun, I'm the moon
And the sky is dressed in black tonight.
Uh oh oh, oh no, no.
You
it's the light of my day
Now I feel like you're causing a solar eclipse
Fucking up my vibe prolly just gonna turn me dark like a smokers lips
Why would
bodies hot like lava
Feel your dress I think it's Prada
Feel your lips you taste like guava
Feel connected on a deeper plane I'll share the love
You know I
as the end gets near making friends with fear
Clear defibrillation of dreams no hesitation it seems
By any means we're increasing our income streams
But money
still remember the first time that we met
A black girl with an English accent, oh yes!
Then my friend told me
"You've been slacking
We gave you a speech
please let me have this dance?
You've got that black dress slippin' down around your legs
And I know you're drinkin' up just to forget a man
Well I would
(I'm high off that weed...)
1 - When you're smokin' on some 8
Fool, it ain't no joke
Take a shot of Rene Martin
Then pass the dope
A Ten Ton Brick is making me sick
Breaking my bones with the weight of it
Weight would grow with each new soul
Buried fine lies make big black
in black seamed stockings, she's already on patrol
For fake fur starlets panicked by the watering-hole
Everybody's waiting for the drama to unfold
the drinker
Misunderstood to make the ordeal linger
They label me a problem child who can't cope
Hangin' by a thread yes a very thin rope
Inevitably
What keeps me going when the world like this
I don’t know I guess I’m holding on
to something like hope I guess
What’s a dream if you’re never
go dumb when he mix that shit
Bang the Drac' like a drum when I hit that bitch (boom-boom)
Nigga, fuck where you're from, nigga, say some' bitch (say
you're never safe around Whittlin' Man
Had a stump to sit on, had some wood, had his trusty knife
He whittled out a house, a car, and he whittled himself
red lips
Music and laughter, young swinging hips
Now it's gone, you're alone
Sleeping there on your own
Days gone by, slowly die
In the endless stream
hit 2 Hunnid...
Black Ice
Whip smelling
like new money
SMG certified
goofy Who Run it
Duffle Boyz baggin' up
ALL blue Hunnids!!!!
Hop in the ride
Cruise by your whole crew smoking in my black car
And when I hear your tunes all I do is laugh hard
You got a whole team trying to make those hits
You
flow, you ain't know?
Look here lil girl it come equipped wid it
She freaky deaky lick her lips wid it
She thick thick wid it
Jump, stump, twist wid
and blissfulness
Well let's go down the list
You got the real deal for real-real smile
You got the phony they don't know me
Let me hide my feel smile
The dumb
in perspective
Dumbs out, guns out til my time runs out
Capitalistic driving force got no remorse
But I feel shit catching up
Time wrappin' up
Shyne
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