Search results for 'Dylan Plenty'

swishin everything.
Nothin but nylon –
Top 5 Dylan.
Bout to make plenty bands of my f***** penmanship.
Does it get much better than?
Now I see why n*****

counterfeits
Hadda finesse with it plenty of days we ain't had shit
Remember them day solo dolo had to get it out the mud
Fuck that love shit cuz they ain't

Burson the best of them all
The 9's and Dylan Doyle

We had a pub, where some dreams came true, great musicians, and plenty of brew
Met the Meola's,

go from really hype like we about to explode
To sitting in silence in depressing episodes
Got my buddy Kyle in the back
For a while we gon' smack
Dylan

Jesse James ya Jesse James
Stay grounded
Dylan Brought a pound in
You know we smoke it down quick
Pass that shit around bitch
Faded off the brown

Met a girl working at the flower store
Said she got a crib out in Baltimore
I done spent a lot of money Imma ball some more
Me and Dylan chilling

Def and Kweli
Zepplin, Onyx, Beck, and Chuck D
Feelin' of Bob Dylan, hints of John Lennon
Mixed with a bit of Pimp C and Bun B (Woah)
Marley in my heart

nix, Beck and Chuck D
Feeling of Bob Dylan, hints of Jon Lenon
Mixed with a bead of Pepsi and bumbi
Marli and my heart and
Parts of Charlie Parker

All about my
They don't want it with me
Yeah Uh
Poison I got plenty of the trees aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Been focused on the green (all about my

plenty…

I just do, what I want, I ain’t doing what’s trendy…

Yeah, name your favorite rapper I swear I can body any…

Body else that’s on the come up, I’m

arrived by train 
Snakes and lizards 
There were plenty 
I remember feeling empty 
Most the time 
Zig-zagging my way around 

I believed I could be 
Some

making what RiRi is making at Fenty
I need my 10’s and 20’s in plenty of knots and guap until it is busting up out the safe
If they ain't talking money

for this Dylan
Record oh yes please
And The Cream, and Rolling Stones
And Arlo Guthrie
A giant treasure trove all for pennies
And that’s how I caught

missin'
Maybe this is God's plan 
Sometimes I wish 
I was unresponsive 
God I'm helpless 
I need your assistance 
Surely there are 
Plenty other options 
I

came back from Britain
And William Shakespeare penned it
Might be the black Bob Dylan
If not then I'm on a mission
I'm of the titan fraction
We leave you

disease 
Burn in verses spit by me! Here’s ya hearses, waived my fee!

Plenty of fish in the sea, lookin at me, I’m something to see
Bitches believe, they

a well known fact

been there done that



VERSE 1 (Dylan)

every year I leveled up a little, can’t you tell?

changed up my surroundings, i’m adapting

they called me in my class
Never measured to the marks
Now the marks want my autograph
Party for the Dogs
Dylan
Tommy
Hella crossed
B Day shit
Better

be fallin like dominos tho
Cuz Im all in my bag Im not talkin Fendi
Fill it wit Benjis and plenty of Twentys
Bitches get jelly and dudes filled wit

messy and I'm edgy 
I get plenty checks like did he 
Gotta dress so deadly 
He looks so unsteady 
We're too nervous to be friendly 
We're concerned he's

things up
But then my chill side hesitates
Plenty waves take over
Should the water or the flame take over
Repeating the cycle, that's when the pain take

Dylan needs a rum
Why don't you go and get him one?
And then I'll pour it and I'll pour it
'Til the bottles giving none
I've been spitting bedroom bars

rapper sixth
Im the coldest doing it im on some Dylan shit
And i promise this is not a game or act, its not a skit
I grind for the family so i could never

a well known fact

been there done that



VERSE 1 (Dylan)

every year I leveled up a little, can’t you tell?

changed up my surroundings, i’m adapting