Lyrics:
Say they love you but it's Rogain
They hate me from the stands but I Can't hear them like a pro game
Trying to get me to react but so far The efforts
Back like Rogain on top of this shit like a toupee
Shoes tied up chasing Usain young nigga and I'm running in my own race
Big fish kind of similar
they popping collars. I be
I be low baby. Gotta go baby
With the slow drank. Just to cope pain. Let it go baby
Fuck a hope maybe. We could rogain it
Put
Hairy
Really Really Hairy
Hairier than your Uncles's testicles on Rogain
Wielding those tennis rackets around
Like Theives of the night
Like Jackals
to the bitch I'll brb
Bitch got the meats she lookin like arbys
I'm lookin like oj kill a bitch Olay
Dude you need rogain
Hair Fallin away, ay
Makin bread like
niggas
Some alive and some no longer with us
How da, how da, how da hell do you pray for forgiveness?
When you got devil in you
Rogain keeps the hair
I'm a trow back gangsta an underground king
(Chorus times one)
verse2:
I'm growin like rogain took over ya whole name in seven months mike jones took
Wit the blow
She love that cocaine
I do drugs for fun but I'm addicted
To that doe mane
My money it just grow gettin Moe like it Rogain
Watch it
name
While ya bitch bald headed man she need some rogain
I said pussy boy you outta luck, cuz I got hoes like a fire truck
When that 40 bang niggas know
got some cold game
And I’ll flip a nigga wig top just like some rogain
Bitch we hot as propane
Spark him with this fire cause When I robbed him He had
Mein, yeah
Backwoods. Propane, yeah
We ball. Rogain, yeah
Heard you got a man, but that’s ok
I ain’t tryna cuff you anyway, yeah
Baby girl I’m tryna tear
chick
Better buck back
These MILF lovas
Are under covars
Like rogain
But her last name
Is a domain
So what a shame
But like this beat
I'm in
bald No Rogain
See Yuse fake as wanna be
My typa nigga
With tha big chains
And long dreads claim good
Dick and good head
What ya pockets on if not
Rogain
See Yuse fake as wanna be
My typa nigga
With tha big chains
And long dreads claim good
Dick and good head
What ya pockets on if not swoll
Gotta
being broke I think it's so lame
Ain't worry bout a soul in my own lane
Ball on a nigga like rogain
First I take a trip, hit a lick, make it flip when
and I'm coming back just rogain
The rhymes I spit is fire beat selection propane
I'm Lou-Kang my nigga
I like to throw flames
I'm loaded 12 gauge and all
perfect
We spend it, with no shame
We blow that, like Coltrane
We in here, like Rogain
Or leave it, like Cobain
And when I'm long gone, whole crew sing
like some bitches watch they soul shake
Swear this shit is so much different old days
They been trying to get it back like rogain
I ain't ever had
feel like I got it adrenaline hits
Pull up skirt we don't really care
It's gone smack pull her by the hair
No games better the Rogain
Pulling up
and that is a sure thing (Uh huh)
Stayed stiff when dani dipped, she caught me talking to snow thang
Said you would stay down, and rebuild like rogain (Ok
fludgang cool as fontaine
I’m talking ricky and ball need rogain
Good taste I’m picky
Reasons I’m so vain
These niggas hoes mane
I’m the rock in the pot no
came back like rogain
Goin up like soul plane
Lil liquor after champagne
Take more shots than Luke cage
I know others goin through it
But My gang gonna
sippin propane
Dope lyrics fillin up your head like Rogain
Raised rough to the point I fear no man
Enemies in my sights get fried up like lo mane
Oh mane,
blessings I just can't hate
Girl when you're next to me, I feel your flame
I'm gonna cop me the bull like Ole'
Pull the hair trigger back like rogain
Keep it
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