Lyrics:
the dog-end of a day gone by
Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
Don't let the smoke get in your eyes
Well the drunk outside the Wendy
Is becoming
of God go you
You'll be merry
I'll be merry
Tho merry ain't in my vocabulary
No sleighbells
No Santa Claus
No yule log
No tinsel
No holly
No hearth
No
It ain't no room for no non-ass soldier niggas
An it's amazin how the heat bring out the ho in niggas
When pistols blazin'
Listen, uh
Little boys
Officer you can shoot me
But look me in my eyes when you shoot me ee
See them tell you make you shoot me
You carry 47 face me you wan shoot me down
deep in the Maybach truck
Got the bitch piling (skrrt)
Hopped out the two-tone Balenci', ski-mask smiling (uh, ah)
Why it shoot like that? (Why it
his name
Oh she knew that he was trouble and the heartbreak would be double
Don't cha remember when your mama said
Oh don't fall in love with a boy
gon' hit your block in stolen cars, jump out with stolen rods
Now I don't know 'bout what ya heard, boy, we swerve, boy
We leave a nigga out of words
I never miss my home boy until he was gone
But life goes on, so if I call
If I fall by the river bed
Would you save me or leave me dead?
All
to move this key
I put my eye to the scope, never missin' a shot
Shoot for the stars, I'mma rip up your top
Step out the car, all they see is the gold
All
Eyes her chromosomes define her
A tired distinction that our
Society's assigned her
Even in your "geek scene"
Boys are such pricks
You're like "Yay we're
Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
Lights out! Shoot my shot I can’t afford to miss! Lights out, I said lights out, lights out!
My stomachs grumbling. I hunger for the lost, boy I’m on my
(Maybach Music)
You scared to die nigga?
Open your eyes wide and I pray you are
I'm out on bond so I gotta beat it
All the dope boys say they
they pull a finger out ya ass
Huh?
The alphabet boys wanna prosecute him
The homies in the hood say they wanna shoot him
He came in hard, but
get out of the trap
Make money get out of the trap
We bulletproofed
You can't shoot us
Hold it hold it let them come
I'm that nigger
That boy Denis some
name, and you gon' be another
Bitch, I'm out that North where ain't no shame, he get stretched by his brother
Catch 'em out of bounds, we pluck 'em
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
eyes totaled
Mr Wi-Fi, out a franchise go to
Magic, standby local's
Watch the track bust once I show my dick size to the Pro-Tools
I teach you how
eyes totaled
Mr Wi-Fi, out a franchise go to
Magic, standby local's
Watch the track bust once I show my dick size to the Pro-Tools
I teach you how
where you point that thing
Or you'll shoot your eye out
You felt a million
Miles tall
Imagined watching
Bodies fall
Spraying brains across the wall
But
So snuggle up, close your eyes and relax
He shoots he scores
The Beautiful Game forever
Dribbles is a Moshling, a football some might say
Though
crossed out
Never made men
We find excuses to loot, cock, and shoot
Blow the roof off them groups
Like rock block raute
I can't be touched
Cause
diamonds shining
Why your ice look like it's blue?
While you out here lame vibing
You should be out here grinding too
They say time is money
I'm showing what
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