Lyrics:
hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not cooperating
hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not cooperating
teets
It's on, why not get it on tape, son?
Here I come with another one
I wanna put you in the mud, honey
Spittin' out of them guts like it ain't funny
lips on the list of life
You had it all but you're not the only one
You're not the only boy
Violins, I can hear you call
I found out you don't care
gang poppin' niggas
Smoke that Kiesha, not that Reggie for you name droppin' niggas
All day I do it, I do it like Tony
Got a sign on my dick that say
hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not cooperating
still not high enough
All the mills that I got, couple whips in the lot
There's a list to the top you could sign me up
Yeah, sign me up
Sign me up
Sometimes I get illy, cock back the nine-milli
I choose not to bust, smack your punk-ass silly
Just bought a crib, it cost two-point-five milli
Swimming pool
received in the mail
My next stop is my attorney
I do not want this number called anymore and I do not
want anything delivered
to my address
If I receive
is dangerous
You need a girl that's A-list
Not one that just barely made it on a list
'Cause from wall to wall, we got it poppin' right now
It's
appalled, did so many things that pissed 'em off
It's impossible to list 'em all
And in the midst of all this
I'm in a mental hospital with a crystal ball
Jesus
Hey, I have not been shy
I am just a guy in the public eye
Tryna do my best for our republic, I don't wanna fight
But I won't apologize for
I'm a billionaire
Yeah I would have a show like Oprah
I would be the host of, everyday Christmas
Give Travie a wish list
I'd probably pull
when I'm a billionaire
Yeah, I would have a show like Oprah
I would be the host of, everyday Christmas
Give Travie a wish list
I'd probably pull
Tekashi
And I want your body and I make it obvious
Wake up the neighbors, we got an audience
They hear the clapping, but we not applauding 'em (yeah,
in the fireplace and watch 'em burn
Santa, Santa, why do you hate me?
I'm a gift, look how God made me
Never, never get what's on my list
Fruitcake
year-end best list
Not the end of the world, the end of the world
Fever dream, tangerine sweat
When I get down, down
Silent killers are these years,
Game's to be sold, not told, hope that you could afford it
Make sure the private plane cold as soon as I board it
More concerned with stocks
And that's not fair (It's wrong! It's wrong!)
It's a long list of mistakes you made King
And let's start with the - worst
You had the nerve to tax our
a billionaire
Yeah I would have a show like Oprah
I would be the host of, everyday Christmas
Give Travie a wish list
Id probably pull an Angelina and Brad
one on my list
To you I'm Santa, Where is Rudolph? You're parasitic
I do not have self control
I am startin' to wonder
Is this my free will
And a list full of names
No one to call
Not much to say
All I wanna do
Let the petals fall away
All I wanna do is call your name
Make it worthwhile
to work, baby, you can be boss
And I'm okay with it, ain't gon' play with it
So baby girl, it's your call
I'm not gonna be the one to mess this up (oh,
all the while or were you just not right?
We're supposed to be side by side
All I wanna do is set things right
Can we call a truce? We both have
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