Lyrics:
like the Young Guns, so I guess I'm Billy, bruh
I do more than William Bryant; I'm a little Willie-er
Change a little chillier, wrist a little sillier
And we'll ride again to glory on the old Blue Water Line
We'll have William Jennings Bryant stokin' coal on number nine
So dig inside your pockets for the old
And we'll ride again to glory on that old Blue Water Line
We'll have William Jennings Bryant
stokin' coal on number nine
So reach into your pockets boys for
the future
Behind the dim unknown
Standeth God within the shadow
Keeping watch above his own (yeah)
William Cullen Bryant is right
Truth crushed to earth
Written By William Duncan & Tucker Bryant
You thought you'd give me a heartbreak
But I’m glad to get rid of the headache
This is the biggest mistake
Livingston, won't you say her name
Malissa Williams, say her name
Malissa Williams, say her name
Malissa Williams, say her name
Malissa Williams, won't you
it’s white widow
Rack it up like Venus Williams
Then back it up like Serena Williams
20 racks on my pinky finger
Stay drinking yac like I’m Pinky Nigga
Hank Williams sang it
Number three drove it
Chuck Berry twanged it
Will Faulkner wrote it
Aretha Franklin sold it
Dolly Parton graced it
Rosa
the lives of some of my close family & friends:
Jerome 5th Ward Weebie Cosey
Peggie Marie Williams
Anthony Big Fess Rout
Miss Rosa Lee Miles Henry
Samantha
welcome to the house of pain
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
[Nas]
MJB, be worried niggaz, yea, Nas...
Wendy Williams say I stayed dust maybe I should
my wrist
But I ain’t Robin Williams but my nigga I feel him,
Chester Bennington or a shot from a Remington
Nipsey Hustle’s killer Michael Jackson’s
yea, Nas...
Wendy Williams say I stayed dust maybe I should
cuz these rappers'll have your phone tap like Savion Glover
And on the West the police
Me tiras dos temas y te queda débil
Te tiro dos versos y me queda heavy
William Palombella está al bate ready
Y cero novela, ese es William Levy
Se
Powell, Oprah Winfrey
Barrack Obama, Spike Lee
Michael Jordan, Venus and Serena Williams
Tiger Woods, The Rutgers Women's Basketball Team
We are my
Events in einem Year
Kobe Bryant ist gedied, er ist
Leider nicht mehr hier, damn
Rest in Peace Kobe Bryant, er ist gone leider
Und der Schmerz sitzt tief
WELL I CALLED FERGIE'S CELL BUT KNOW WHAT
EVERYTIME IT RINGS WILL.I.AM BE PICKING UP
I COULDNT BELIEVE I SCOOPED EVE I THOUGHT SHE'D SAY NO
SHE WAS
a kobe bryant swish
Game winner, nothing but net
And i got next
Off the top, or off the text
The rotation we pass it to the left
Cali weed we got the best
Williams
But something missing
Riches ain't fixing my forgiveness
Just in case you're superstitious
I bend the frame and break the fixtures
Take some
of the court Serena Williams
MVP Ray Lewis
Man of match Kevin de Bruyne
Mid range Assassin Carmelo Anthony
Pretty boy Floyd Mayweather
Style bender Adesanya
coming (I'm coming)
Fucking up the scene
Take away the self-esteem
The Jewish Jay-Z, call me William Hollastein
(Hova)
I keep attacking and send your crew
Hank Williams sang it
Number three drove it
Chuck Berry twanged it
Will Farmer wrote it
Aretha Franklin sold it
Dolly Parton graced it
Rosa Parks
V1
I was sitting in the bar they call the Orchid
With the pictures of Hank Williams and a thousand other stars
When a tall man took the stage up by
you, can you, can you..)
Prince William, where you at, where you at?
Matt Damon, where you at, where you at?
Kobe Bryant, where you at, where you
R.E.P Kobe Bryant (R.E.P)
J'pense aux petites variables, mes lignes taillades
Faut les chiffres d'IAM, le biff de Will.I.am (han)
J'suis le plan,
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