Lyrics:
pretty good
But it could get better than this
Bill Mance and Hank Parker floated by in a boat
And volunteered to be our fishin' guides
And Richard
pretty good
But it could get better than this
Bill Dance and Hank Parker floated by in a boat
And volunteered to be our fishing guides
And Richard
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
Though some may reach for the stars
Others will end behind bars
What the future has in store no one ever knows before
Yet we would all like
a dope, love the mother, or she loves to a ho
So I dig her a lot, and although shorty honey break nigga
How you figure, he a big rat money makin nigga
Cute
Though some may reach for the stars
Others will end behind bars
What the future has in store no one ever knows before
Yet we would all like
respect, no change
No women and everybody shits on your name
People see rock stars, you know what I'm sayin'?
But you still try to get out
More like
weighs a ton
Baby, you can't use 'em when this money flowin' fluid
Hennies in the prostitution
See, I buy Birkins so my drive-bys worth it
And I'm gon'
record like Bangkok Dangerous
36 Chamber Fists, trianglist
Watch me mangle this, star spangle this
Rock cowboy wrangle it, create mega hits
I'm from
our stars
Watch everyday
Making mothers wish
In justice
More than system
We know isn't working
Im tired of being duped-looped
Through a cycle
Born again
mean, seriously, I'm tellin' you this is the first time that any of my girlfriends and I have ever met anybody really from Hollywood... I mean, really...
watch out, get hit by a dirty beam
I been through some hard times, Father God, got me
She get flipped like a pack, when I'm on that honey
Unapologetic
don't really mind i
Just put my top down
Boom my system and play my hip hop sounds
Big cars and movie stars don't
Impress me with their
Wealth because im
Huh Ray Swagg hellcat hellcat hellcat hellcat hellcat
Huh said I'm not in ya
Look if I'm not in ya
Huh not in ya five then I'm in ya top ten
Drill
We're gonna take this, opportunity
To play some old time songs
We got a lap-trap on the off-beat
And a bass drum on the on
Stars over 45, we're gonna
feel much in long and I kinda like it that way
Feel like Jr Gong, locs long and I'm feeling nice
Blessed by Haile Selassie I, so I'm living life
It's not
rays of energy to you
To who? To me. Betcha sweet patootie dreams are comin' true
Coolly cool, whip voodoo like I'm kin to Erykah Badu
Despite lighter
and Jacob in the motherland
I'm Moses posin' against the king freein' his people
I'm Babylon tryna reach God by buildin' a steeple
I'm the strongest man
Ray Bradbury
cny impurity, running down a hill in a river, by the time is travels 9 miles, it's purified. So, the life of a man, traveling
like a AR
Feeling like a Smith nigga pull up like I'm JR
Fuck a wave I be chilling by the pool right? (Right)
I'm just trynna hit the 8 ball
Out here
don't touch paper
I might shoot a play and take my bitch to lunch later
By time I hang it up I'll be the GOAT like that one laker
RIP Kobe but brodie I'm
your rapture
Enough to allow the moisture to escape you and rest on the tip of my lips
Sun-kissed by Ray's, he had my clit throbbing for days
The first
control
Through meteor showers
I won't be stopped by intergalactic powers
Or spacemen who chase me by the hour
I'll stay here always
Leave without further
Drag Race
Written By Andre Davis Jr
Hook:
Get to the bag aye/
Hop out the jag aye/
Money come fast aye/
Like it’s a drag race/
Sonnin these niggas,
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