Lyrics:
these groceries straight up out my, bag
I got, I got plans to feed em out my, bag
I got, I got plans to feed em out my, bag
(Hands out for the mans out
Satellite feed out in the country
Oh what a way of life
Turn off the tv
Shut down the pc
And click off the world tonight
And right where I am
Is where
mai)
Gotta get back to the work tho
Copped a few pieces to feed out the wardrobe
Back to the work tho
Ho finito tutto, ora portami il conto
Eatin' pasta
just to feed the tummy
Tummy tummy just to feed the tummy
Dem sell-out the team just to feed the tummy tummy tummy
Just to feed the tummy
Dem sell-out
to feed your soul.
Finding out and let’s start all over again.
Watching the moon
gotta fill this empty room.
Think about what you can do
to forget this bad
get along
And I said, love me, don't You forget me
Feed me, let out Your gospel, change me
Just like You want to, yes please, Jesus Christ
Love me,
feelts so heavy
I start to lose control
Don't feed it out
Don't feed it out
Or It will get you
Feed it out
Feed it out
To get you
on your bitch in Cabana (O oh)
Feed your bitch my banana
Sold out first show in Atlanta
Jet Blue, I be flying like Santa (Ayy)
I just be balling like swoosh
get along
And I said, love me, don't You forget me, feed me, let out Your gospel, change me, just like You want to, yes please, Jesus Christ
Love me,
Blow in time it Depends
Bro I just want me Benz
Fly my mom out the ends
Feed my fam out in Ken
Spend some time with the FRIENDS
Blow in time it
Feed my real ones out the deck
But if you talking smack
Feed my real ones we do damage
I see you is a spam
If you see me in the club she's talking
Do I love her, do I need her? (Suga Free: nuh uh)
Do I take my money out and feed her? (no, no)
And should I treat her (no, no) like no other? (nah)
somewhere else to be
Let out all those people
Let them out and let them plead
All that they're good for
Illogical mouth to feed
Let out all those people
Let
(steady)
Don't let the tank get empty
Enough bread out there's plenty
The hard works gotta pay off eventually
Feed the fire, feed the fire (feed the fire,
fulls
Can't hold my liquor
First class seats
Gotta feed my niggas
Out in Paris
Gotta leave in a minute
Know I'm only here for the night
Might miss her
bitches be jackin' like they like me
Explicit flow so tight, see a nigga suckin' me like crackheads on that pipe, be
Feed out them feeds out like clockwork,
oceans made of clay
Swimming in circles 'round the bay
So blindly
Well feed me out to the lions
My hearts a lion
Feed me out to the lions
well I make
stab my hands
Shakes bring snakes that feed out yo cabinets
Break the plate after they finish and tell u wish the dishes
Uno when I out u know doelow all
You can get rich out the corner
Man all this made on the corner
Nigga feed the kids out the corner
Nigga I'm bout Bentley out the corner
rack full of biscuits
Make my coffee black if you please
If you feed me out of Dixie in a style so grand
You'll have yourself a happy man
Sorghum
the notion
Carry on replying
Adopt tension
Embrace mention
True ascension
Feeds retention
All systems go out on the floor
This is what you came here
the notion
Carry on replying
Adopt tension
Embrace mention
True ascension
Feeds retention
All systems go out on the floor
This is what you came here
I got morphine I got morphine
And it's not just for the feens
Every line I'm putting out
Just enough to feed your need
Keep you coming back
(Why)
For
the notion
Carry on replying
Adopt tension
Embrace mention
True ascension
Feeds retention
All systems go out on the floor
This is what you came here
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