Lyrics:
Hello again, to all my friends, together we can play some rock n' roll
Hello again, to all my friends, together we can play some rock n' roll
Hello
Hello again, to all my friends, together we can play some rock n' roll
Hello again, to all my friends, together we can play some rock n' roll
Hello
trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail inter chart movement
Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album
started, f*** it, just get it started?
These trash talking artists is nothing, n****z is garbage
When Meth strike his target, leave it dearly departed
His
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
on a Twitter, who we need for PR?
You out of control, P-O-W-E-R
Went to the head and now you doin' bodily harm
On the meds and nobody wan' say it
Because they
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back.
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, she paints the daytime black.
You will
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back.
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, she paints the daytime black.
You will
that, I second and third that
Don't know what the f- I'd doing if it weren't rap
Probably be a giant turd-sack
But I blew, never turned back
Turned
a homeboy named Butta and another homeboy, that n- named Cheese
F- wit' me, baby, I make it milk 'til it drip down yo' knees
Spit this ish fo' real-o, brain
somebody gon' body you, flatline
Pocket full of dead guys and you know I'm anti
Anti-social, anti-lame
But ain't I cool n****, ain't I?
You looking at a star
mess from nobody
Switch
If they act up just leave 'em alone
Switch
Don't take no mess from nobody
Switch
When ya done wit 'em you can send 'em home
I
artist
And everybody knows you by a different name
I didn't catch your first name
I didn't get your last
I didn't hear too much what was said
My
gonna hold you?)
No-fucking-body
(Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
Nobody
(Who's gonna hold you? Gonna know you? Gonna troll you?)
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She can take
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist she don't look back
She can take
Lot of n***** do it, don't nobody do as well as us
Hater wanna f*** wit us, let him get to vestin' up
Hit 'em wit the chopper, chest and up, bet I wet
good
I take em to da hood
And have they ass go where its ain't
A hard rap artist
That hang wit sangazz
So don't think that this thang is hard
*** friends
I need a homie that know me
When all these motherf***in' cops be on me
I got problems ain't nobody calling back
Now what the f*** is happenin'
jeans, girl, that ass so fat
Buck know just what to do wit all that
Chest to chest, so I'll hit it from the back
I do it like a pro, won't nobody know
you?)
Nobody
(Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
Nobody
(Who's gonna hold you? Gonna know you? Gonna troll you?)
Nobody
Sometimes, I
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