Search results for 'post-obit bond'

hangin' with killers, we breakin' a bond (yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
They

down shit
'Til the gun click, I don't post 'em, put 'em in no pics (purple)
Run you down in rush hour like Jackie Chan, chopstick (ooh)
I just bought

and get high
I'm on my hood James Bond shit
With my cool James Bond chick
Rev the V12
When we see 12
And burn down the highway to hell
Still on that hood

and get high
I'm on my hood James Bond shit
With my cool James Bond chick
Rev the V12
When we see 12
And burn down the highway to hell
Still on that hood

a fuckboy, that's simple, I ain't into what he into
Hoes wave to my window, keep a pile of that endo
I always got bond money, you don't know what I've been

There was a conflict
Discrepancy under the cortex of consciousness
Bond has been broken
Its a plague, Its cancer of the mind

Like a black liquid

catching charges and gettin' bonds for me
It's the I only flex when I get loans for me
It's the scamming, ho, I fuck for some phones for me
It's

APOLLO:
Tandem post turbida
Fulmina, nubila,
Tonantis murmura,
Pax alma virescit
Et explicat se.
MELIA:
Post vincla doloris
Nos iungit amabile
Pignus

post free the guys without coming to get you, bitch
Free Da Glo, won't let you sit till your next court date

Out on bond, I know they wanna lock my

Dade County, got choppers in Haiti
She booked a flight to Colombia, made her body amazin'
Just to post it on Tumblr, this that "fuck up the summer"

Heads Up Eyes Open

Talib Kweli

Radio Silence

2017

A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
A man of peace uses his words in

nigga don't post no pic
They don't say his name but I know they sick
Fuck what you is we go out Saks
That new trike hawk I got it matte

Your dog had

I Think She Like Me

Rick Ross

Rather You Than Me [LP]

2017

You caught the case, you gotta post a bond
I'm Rayful Edmund mixed with young Wale Folarin
Starin' in my safe, I'm rather safe than sorry
Diddy,

Gotta rob a bank just to post bond (huh)
Got this chopper with me for the close calls
Helicopter on the roof 'cause I won't walk (God)
Killin' niggas

We never run before
Everybody be body-body to body, to body
You know I bond onto you

You was the truth when I was lyin'
Don't forget, don't

Now I'm the one who paid the bonds and all the lawyer fees
They gon' try to take advantage of your loyalty
Drag my name all through the dirt, they

Connect The Dots

Yo Gotti

Wins & Losses [Deluxe]

2017

the money soon they said it's bond
And my lifestyle, don't leave your house without your fucking gun
The goal to leave the hood but not forget where you

build a bond, I could give you four rounds
Like slow down (slow down)
Baby, slow down (slow down)
Like slow down (slow down)

Yeah, you pulled up

a nigga never there
Give me a chance yea I had to embrace it
Dollas and Dreams yea I had to chase them
That's my word is bond yea I cannot break it

your man, Arja, AM to PM,
Laid-back evenings, Post Malone on the deck,
Sipping on our favorites, watching sunsets, what the heck!
Every lyric, every

Hood Billionaire

Rick Ross

Hood Billionaire

2014

that's simple, I ain't into what he into
Hoes wave to my window, keep a pile of that endo
I always got bond money, you don't know what I've been through

look good
You do it Effortlessly
Everytime that you post
It's the smile for me
So would you smile for me
And turn around for me
Would you smile for me

me
No don't make me Barry Bonds ya
I'm very proper, riding like I carry choppers
Cream like a dairy farmer
I'm smoking this marijuana
Blueberry ganja,

niggas wanna play this, we can keep it basic
Killin' witnesses while out on bond and we beat the cases
Build the condo right on Collins, but can't become