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out in Vegas, I own the spot that I party at
Facts, different levels to this boss shit
Always had drive, Ryan Gosling
Since I had a notebook full
I held tight to my purse.
My sister did the talking and I looked down and tapped my foot
And sort of twisted on one heel.
Madame pointed to corner
I held tight to my purse.
My sister did the talking and I looked down and tapped my foot
And sort of twisted on one heel.
Madame pointed to corner
and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this
A member of no sleep team
Get a whole pound smoke it by myself
Or maybe after Olympics with my homie Michael Phelps
You know I'm fresh up out that
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
the fuck from round us up
Ain’t cuttin corners baby we some really hustlers
It’s so amazing trap feelin like gymnasium
It’s so amazing how i got and i
Laundry mat hoes, who want clothes?
I flow checks, one followed by six o's (six o's)
I got hoes, in codes, in different areas
Four ton whips that's
Laundry mat hoes, who want clothes?
I flow checks, one followed by six o's (six o's)
I got hoes, in codes, in different areas
Four ton whips that's
I said that I want some more of them different flavors
When a queen been all I need
Cause they the ones that be relatin'
Momma checkin' on me daily
came to drop it
The prophet is to love each other
Michael Jordan/Jackson, Cosby money, Oprah
They got our love by go get Africa
[Lord Superb]
Harmony,
on the same corners
That he stood upon
I got violence in my waistband
Death in my palm
Ask 'em am I a bad guy, ya goddamn right
I done seen how ya do a
Nigga
that it’ll all end
Breonna Taylor
George Floyd
Ahmaud Arbery
Michael Brown
Eric Garner
It goes on
Black Lives Matter...
wanna feel alright
Cook sometin' serve sometin'
Like George Girv sometin'
Fingaroll Michael Irv sometin'
Smoke sometin', cause it's the holidaze
That make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought she would come and work for the president
Mr. George
That make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought she would come and work for the president
Mr. George
trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page
the corner
As if there was nothing
Different or out of place
About me
Oh sure, all the heteros
Had to remark
About how courageous
How... myself
Such
completely different
I only see myself around people
They always tryna tell us we are the same
But no, we're not еqual
Homie, we gotta really holla
If you hеar
I just graduated from high school and man, was it an experience! I had fun and got all the way to my 12th grade year and was rocked by a worldwide
Way down on Downtown Almond street
There's a man blowin' some waves out in the afternoon heat
By the corner of the Wiggy blues Café, he found his
corner my mind
Like a new DVD
When I try to swim out
To the fish in the sea
You're not all that I want
So Don't play me a fool
I'm sick of the game
I
loose
Flexing on me & his Gucci shirt, FUBU
I'm on a whole different channel, ROKU
I got money on my mind like a snapback
I'm thinking "Raris" and you
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