Search results for 'Bill Fraser'

Fake news, fräser Måns, sen faller han i gråt
Här närmar vi oss slutet på denna lilla låt
Han ser att han förlorat Bull och Bill
och utan dem blir inget

of invisible
Man I'm so sick with syllables
Kill Bill, Wild Bill, Silence of the Lambs 
I'm a thriller giving you chills
As I spill rhymes that kill
Hot with

Yeah
Yeah what's up everybody, my name is Ray the Man
You know who this is
Coming at you from the South Side
The smoothest man south of the Fraser

we comical till we vomit on 'em
My name is Bredd and I got an alcohol problem
Go to Fraser's, order thirty pitchers
Bend your bitch over and take dirty

alright, I'll be fine till the day I die
I wake up, get baked up, then I get to the paper Bout my labor, smokin' Jojo Fraser Done with favors, bitch, I'm

the whole of them neighbours frightened when we came 'round, they was running inside
Ever seen a man in sliders doing up Shelly-Ann Fraser-Pryce

You don't