Lyrics:
It's not my fault
Not my fault
Not my fault
Its your fault
It's your fault
Not her fault
Only fault
She's a fault
She shakes that ass for the cake
You
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
the other one!
ARTHUR: I am. And this my trusty servant Patsy. We have
ridden the length and breadth of the land in search of knights
who will join me
durk we don't make friends (Never)
Brace for impact they wait til the tape land
Fake Brent how I'm stuck in a wasteland
My fault, fake Brent how I'm
like the stems
Land's and Lexus' flexed with the M-A-F-I-A
Blunts make my day
Friday to Friday stay bent baby
Plus stylish, sippin on Bailey's Irish
My
2022 Shit
Better stay out my way nigga
Look
Get out my way or shoot me my fade
You made a big mistake
Ima catch a body boy
You made a big mistake
You
live is ill
[Madlib]
Hey yo niggas always talkin' bout there shit is real
"I gotta flex with a Lex in my video"
That's what half of these
the Timberlands in November
Shorty called me Santa in December
But guess what, my Wally's got messed up
Autograph pressed up what, blessed enough to blow your
called me Santa in December
But guess what, my Wally's got messed up
Autograph presser what, blast enough to blow your rest up
We scrape that, Land O' Lake
Bright green short shorts I’m bout to show my ass
running circles quench your thirst burn you out like Arthur Ash
Body built like a God that’s why I
givin' pussy like it's free
My GS3 gleams perfectly
Lil' Cease get raw like the stems
Land's and Lexus' flexed with the M-A-F-IA
Blunts make my day
Friday
Who respect real
Big us get your wig touched crib rushed
Record and command
Slam jams for my mans
Puff trees
Tuck these rugers in your lands
Cemented
Who respect real
Big us get your wig touched crib rushed
Record and command
Slam jams for my mans
Puff trees
Tuck these rugers in your lands
Cemented
homie and
That's when your a one start to move like a foe move
But we play by the old rules
My blessing are my blessings
Whats for me ain't for you
Vibes
International superstar riddim
ROKU
No be by my power
He put me on top oh
Cause am Sugo like pasta
No be my fault oh
No be my fault oh
No be my
past the physical world like Sufis
My people's was sold one-by-one like Lucy's
These niggaz got grams but no lands yo you losin me
Watch that first
Bonanza
Catch me in the cut, easy G's is burnin' my gut
As I remember my ménage à trois was mired by sluts
I question mark your heart, punctuate your
hands up
L - in your Lex or your Lands, turn the jams up
L - not stutterin' the name, who's the man, what? (Montell)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, c'mon
M - my
mistake
Ain't nobody's fault but mine
God, one day gonna pay for my mistakes
By and by, by and by
It's gonna carry me straight to my grave
By and by, by
yeah I know
I'm done being blamed for your mistakes you better not call my phone
I didn't need this all along look where I got all on my own
You could
that you're naughty
T - to the thugs and the niggas in the party
E - fifth record, everybody put ya hands up
L - in your Lex or your Lands
Turn the jams
your eye till its blurry
Eatin behind these bars. Commissary.
Underrated over paid.
Haters cant feel Lex,
Novacain.
Do shots by myself we don't load
like granola, sick as Ebola
Your girlfriend want a poster, licks on her areola
Hood on my shoulders, plays all Pensacola
Howlin' Pac, land holder, hood
Atmospheres clash
But easy to pick
Cause when when I walked
Up the steps of One Tenth and Lex
I was getting my fix
Mi gente in the building
Building for our
Discuss these my fault your mistake by lex land Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In