Lyrics:
up a rock and
It totalled my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for the valley?
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
get her knees scraped
Then she ride that dick, oh freeway
And now them titties sittin' nice yeah, I wanna bite that
I could fuck you right yeah, all
saw big BJ laughing it up
Fuck Boris man, he don't care about us
He touches kids, bro that's sus
It's time for you to leave, it's time to discuss
Cuz we
for the mic, but you can't handle it
I dismantle it, bust you in your head with it
You know you can't spit it like I spit it
Yeah you shit it in
(BJ on the beat, boy)
Why the temperature say eighty degrees and I'm the only one fucking cold in here?
Maybe 'cause you're the only one with all
ODM BJ, Blame it on the judge
Don't ask me for no hug, yuhhhh
I'm a Grimy type of Nigga please don't ask me for no hug
I farted in the courtroom,
BJ pussy wet for that long runtime
Yeah she's gazing lovingly at that runtime
Yeah it's not all about the dick size
BJ pussy wet for the long runtime
for a fake to live none
here's one, careers done, here come
The analitical, political, nonsuperstitial
Biochemical blast the earth by storm words I bomb
to live none
Heres one, careers done, here come
The analitical, political, nonsuperstitial
Biochemical blast the earth by storm words I bomb
For Korans
But this is the voice of the one who saved it! It's basic!
Compartmentalized men tell lies,
cnd they have a thing for trashing menstruation
Don't you
home alive
She warned against his loss of sleep and driving fast in that old heap
And that he had to be at work by five.
BJ the DJ you're living
Can't you see me crying for my momma
Running to my granny
I guess you the only one out here who got a family
Pull me over just cause you jelly
Tryna jam
to Putnam, to Park Hill
You interrupt the Grammy's said, "Wu for the kids"
Took four or five shots when they rushed in the crib
Trey-five-seven cracked ya
you-you-you
Yo, if that girl knows where you stay, that's poor
Some whore banging on your door what for?
Pregnant? What're you talking about this for
you-you-you
Yo, if that girl knows where you stay, that's poor
Some whore banging on your door what for?
Pregnant? What're you talking about this for
And tonight is very special
It's the night for me and you
är det bra?
Det tycker jag vi kan ha va?
Det är lite ovanligt så där
home alive
She warned against his loss of sleep and driving fast in that old heap
And that he had to be at work by five.
BJ the DJ you're living
before you fall out
The morgue route, the devil want that
Let's get my niggas locked all out
Change for better, that be my only vendetta
With life,
(12Hunna on the beat)
(Goddamn, BJ made another one)
If say how I feel
Would you really listen?
If you was all mine
I'd be all in
Came up
home alive
She warned against his loss of sleep and driving fast in that old heap
And that he had to be at work by five.
BJ the DJ you're living
playing on the jukebox
I know that life here is often in lament
But I been longing for that simple existence
Back when I was but a young boy no worry
home alive
She warned against his loss of sleep
And driving fast in that old heap
And that he had to be at work by five
B.J. the D.J. you're living much
brew
Lil' Block, O.B., Squeak can't forget about you
B.J., Kiyay, Spoon-Guy we been down here long
Lil' Lynn and K-I-are yeah them boys real strong
you
I'm thinking about you, and whenever you're
Available I'm here for you
Alright man hope all is well
Discouragement
The nemesis of encouragement
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