Lyrics:
the service
I wanna be, yeah (in the service of the Lord)
Now listen, listen
People going home
Sunday morning, washing their car
Rather than being in church
Just pull your car right up
What's your name cause sure I got ya
Yes indeed no catch no credit it's on me
It's my treat ey, baby you earned it
Gave
Excuse me, excuse me
Mey3 mechanic ooh
Aget certificate ooh
Mekyer3d3 abi professional
Albertina, Albertina
Fa wo car no bra b3y3 service
are
Low-income housing, it dwells murderers
But children don't qualify for health services
The bourgeois act like they don't see starvations
Like they
service where service awoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
(Anguished dog punching mirror)
(Dog kicks his manager in the balls)
(Dog walks out of office into car
Senior service
Junior dissatisfaction
It's a breath you took too late
It's a death that's worse than fate
Senior service
Junior dissatisfaction
I see you pulling on up in your car
And there's something on your mind
You've been driving around the whole night
Now you're pulling up next
J'lance ce texte car je reste
Un MC trop militant voilà ce que je suis
J'ai pas l'temps, j'emmerde le système
Son drapeau Bleu Blanc Rouge
Pour le sang,
play with both
If your friends are sad
Go give them a hug
If your friend feels bad
Offer him a hand
Sharing with your loved ones
Let them know you care
service (ooh)
Foreign cars, that's every day (vroom)
That EDE done drop, I hit for twenty k (I just made twenty thousand)
An SPA (uh) and ninety-seven
the beach
We can fuck in your Daddy's car
But don't Snapchat that
Mhm, I don't have to edit no pics to see yo' ass is fat
Mhm, let's head back
All a nigga want is some wired service
All a nigga want is some wired service
Yea, suck it yea, suck it
Yea, I got a stack for the freak show what?
hearing about what I'm missing
I'm leaving the campus
So just show me what a good time is mmmmm i wanna feel like I'm in service
So just show me what a good
Decisions, but I want it all
So I get it all
I wanna eat the whole cake
I'm not sharing
I'm not sharing
You should have learned how to bake
Yes I
my
Expertise
So let me be, with a extra B Bruh
Its mine, i earned it
No Shortcuts
Damn Elevators out of Service
Beam me up
Blowing doe doe
Slapping
were sharing space with the criminals
Used to be on that yard twisted
Now the car tinted
Pull up bar lift it
Now I pull up in bars lifted
Don't get no
up, that feeling is certain
I put my work in, never slept on weekends
I jumped in the deep end, I know what my worth is
Got in my car and I hearsed it
the whole cake
I'm not sharing [x2]
You should have learned how to bake
Decisions, between a family or a porn star
I'm alive for sports cars, live it
ya' lil friends
I came out tonight for a break from my
Man
So
Why
Would
I
Want
To dance
With another one?
This is a public service announcement
rations
A girl can't live her life in peace, I'm sharing the madness
He hops in my car and drives us both crazy
I'm doing my best, but I snap almost daily
Sacred Heart
Our heart is our home
Sacred Heart
Friendly and forgiving
Sacred Heart
Considerate and Caring
Helpful, loyal, sharing
Our home's where
cars
Cars cars cars cars
Always sharing meals in cars
The deepest pain was shared in cars
Music on the blast In cars
Cars cars cars cars
Found us
your mistress
(Anything you need I'm at your service)
Your dancer, your doctor
(Give it even though you don't deserve it)
I'll switch it up make you want
I gotta get paid I gotta get dough
I gotta make it rain, I gotta hit this show
Gotta call this dame, money that she owe
Number not in service damn
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