Lyrics:
yhcranA ciahcrA tsdimA
ymehpsalB deidoolB yB deredliweB
speerC ylmlaC soahC citrahtaC
Still in the field real deal like the Teflon
Y.B in the trap yop. Y.B got the strap yop
Sugar baby, be my savior
'Cause I'm tired, I'm tired
I've been eight days on the road
That's right, yes it is
Eight days on the road
Travelin'
and you don't know why
You bounced like a ball and that's how you'll die
Ace's and eight's
Ace's and eight's
Ace's and eight's
That's a dead man's
know a girl, yeah well she's bound to be rude
Can't get nothing at the places I've been
Forty-eight hours needs forty-eight
Forty-eight hours needs
clean
Does this face look almost mean
Is it time to be an android not a man
The pleasantries are gone
We're stripped of all we were
In the eyes
kanan
Nak mintak surat sokongan
Jam baru pukul 8
YB kena lawat kawasan
Tapi di tengah jalan
Pemudi tahan mintak bantuan
Disambut dengan kompang
Ayam
didn't get this song but I do, I do
Walked in expecting you'd be late
But you got here early and you stand and wait
I walk to you
You pull my chair
ate
Ten minus two with you
Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight
I'm in
didn't get this song but I do, I do
Walked in expecting you'd be late
But you got here early and you stand and wait
I walk to you
You pull my chair
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1AbLB0CpfMU&list=OLAK5uy_mgCSsY1B6kZKV1-uq8SewC4bl2xsJnnb8&index=8
o
Double YB enter ama gbomo lo
Be pe olopa wa a jo ma shaye po o
Anywhere we enter won ma daye mo o
Anywhere we dey won ma mo o
Double YB we badder
Sugar lady, be my savior
'Cause I'm tired, I've been eight days on the road
That's right, eight days on the road
Travelin' through the night
doing re-runs
If we had beef, bitch would already be done
Perfect YB tape
We on third base, hit the home run
Your team sucks that's a Big Pun
Play
Sugar baby, be my savior,
'Cause I'm tired, I'm tired I've been eight days on the road
That's right, yes it is, eight days on the road,
Travelin'
Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You've started back doing the things you used to do.
As I was motivatin'
Why don't you, wake me, shake me
Don't let me sleep too late
Gotta get up in the
About a quarter to eight
I'm bound to my job
My boss is a big
bodies
Young boy thinkin' he richer than everybody
Nigga play with my shit? I'ma red dot him
That nigga start snitchin', the feds got him
Gotta eight
And why are the crowds so damn green?
I lost my mind on the streets of the city
And maybe I lost all hope too
Took twenty-eight years of blood pumpin'
didn't get this song
But I do, I do
I walked in expecting you'd be late
But you got here early and you stand and wave
I walk to you
You pull my chair
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qH9ZrkjEbE&list=OLAK5uy_mgCSsY1B6kZKV1-uq8SewC4bl2xsJnnb8&index=4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_k5tTL6NJ84&list=OLAK5uy_mgCSsY1B6kZKV1-uq8SewC4bl2xsJnnb8&index=5
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nxklyvWqpz4&list=OLAK5uy_mgCSsY1B6kZKV1-uq8SewC4bl2xsJnnb8&index=3
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