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What more can I say? Welcome to LA
My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him
Some, three W's only for a three day run, bitch
Take them
Chyea Chyea
Uhh
I got rent to pay
I got music to make
I gotta put some away for a rainy day
My daughter need need shoes
And my momma need a spot
a three-day run, bitch
Take them mothafuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be livin' in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky
both of us on catwalk representing our culture.
Uh-uh-uh-uh huh.
Well the time and day has changed, where the women
Wear the pants without changing
talking to your only son
Remember when you put me in that relay run
I was racing, chasing dreams to be the best
You had taught me that the very day I won
(Cameron from the Bull back on his bull again)
Men lie Women lie Numbers lie
Men lie Women lie Numbers lie
Men lie Women lie Numbers lie
Numbers lie
My heart is empty and my phone's full of women who look like you
My heart is empty and my phone's full
Of women who want me the way that I wanted
with men beggin' to pay 'em
Then they'll turn and run away, oh!
Women is losers
Women is losers
Women is losers, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord!!!
So I
with men beggin' to pay 'em
Then they'll turn and run away, oh!
Women is losers
Women is losers
Women is losers, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord!!!
So I
She loves her
{*women's voices*}
[$hort] She's lovin her
{*women's voices*}
[$hort] I know you love her
{*women's voices*}
[$hort] She's lovin it
bitch
And your bitch
And your bitch
Knock this shit off twirl !
Thank God
For the women
Who doubt
Thank God
For the men
Who did sameeeee
I know I
time frame watch your temper and remember have a nice day
This for my women
You better know your limit
This for my women
She better be a genius
This
working all day
Family complain
Tired run my vains
Rubbaband sound conversations with Flomo
We trynna go overseas momondo
Penthouse condo
Where jamaican rum
is rem, and the contour is elf
I dont like people and people don't like me
I hate my friends and they also dislike me
Women , men, everybody
No
“When you think, your time is near, and you’re there
You’d better run, run, run, run, run!
Cause you know then they will appear.”
White, white women
Well, I'm an old pipeliner, I lay my line all day
Yes, I'm an old pipeliner and lay my line all day
I got forty-nine women waitin' to draw my pay
Reminiscing the days when I was dipping on the narks
Pretty bitches in high school, tripping off the clarks
Jordan and Nike head, Perry Ellis jeans
Then I
How can I hate what I create
Just hope you cared for more than bucks
It's really awesome I'm happy for your small run
You turned tired 16's into a 4x4
Bo Diddley done had a farm (hey Bo Diddley)
On that farm he had some women (hey Bo Diddley)
Women here, women there (hey Bo Diddley)
Women
Bo Diddley done had a farm (hey Bo Diddley)
On that farm he had some women (hey Bo Diddley)
Women here, women there (hey Bo Diddley)
Women, women
Bo Diddley done had a farm (hey Bo Diddley)
On that farm he had some women (hey Bo Diddley)
Women here, women there (hey Bo Diddley)
Women, women
Bo Diddley done had a farm (hey Bo Diddley)
On that farm he had some women (hey Bo Diddley)
Women here, women there (hey Bo Diddley)
Women
Bo Diddley done had a farm (hey Bo Diddley)
On that farm he had some women (hey Bo Diddley)
Women here, women there (hey Bo Diddley)
Women, women
to (Who runs this?)
All my powerful women working nine to five
Two, three jobs just to survive
All my powerful women
No man at home
Raising all
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