Lyrics:
everybody's scared cause the damage that I've done with two songs
Is probably more than their album did
Be afraid, be afraid I'mma get'cha
Little Lab's
Started tellin' her friends she gon' be a star
I don't know, but I been told
A big-legged woman ain't got no soul
Oh yeah, oh yeah, ah, ah, ah
Oh
baby (nasty)
Oh, the cooties (it's the movie, oh, no)
They comin' to get me, runnin' (runnin')
Touched by the unloyal
Trust, I had to shower for
"My Love Is Like a Star" it's actually
Written by Tody Gad and James Morrison
Who I'm a huge fan of, and I
Loved his music for so long
And when I
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
and Mary Jane and thats ratchet huh?
Her ass so big it look like
She trying to walk backwards bruh
If you patch a weed that's ratchet
My last album was
on
And that's ratchet huh? Yeah
Her ass so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh
(Whoa bring it back)
Take your bitch like I'm the dog catcher
Take
on
And that's ratchet huh? Yeah
Her ass so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh
(Woah bring it back)
Take your bitch like I'm the dog catcher
Take
on (come on)
I'm talking to you, come on the Working Hour
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
And all the leaves go tumbling down
There's a big yellow moon shining all over the town
And we walked by the river
As you smiled and you pulled me around
car oh yes you do now
Do you think I can't afford to give you my love
You think you're higher than every star above
Chorus
Mr big stuff, who do you
happens to these stars and their big brains
First they get played, like all damn day
Long as you sell everything will be okay
Then you get dissed by
threats given by clowns
I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns
I'm hexed cursed worse I been blessed first
I thought I was abnormal cause I
was the big thing, lord and Satan was his star
And there's fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me
and we pick 'em apart
I give 'em my time so I give 'em my heart
If the city love me, then I'm really a star (what?)
New York City, please go easy
and writin rhymes
I got these big ideas, droppin this album
But if someone shoots at the red light
What will be the outcome?
And you know what they say
Only
you, he leaves you.Freedom rider
With a silver star between his eyes that open up at hidden lies
Big man crying with defeat, see people gathering in
album hit the shelf
Grandma's favorite, she could not understand
How there's people in the world who wouldn't want me as a neighbor
Had to explain
It was the right thing
We were alone
Under the stars
Getting in the mood
Kissing under the
Big bright shiny stars
That light up the sky
girl-e-o
Bimbo is a little boy who's got a million friends
And every time he passes by they all invite him in
He'll clap his hands and sing and dance talk
the bitch niggas hatin' on him
Mad ?cause I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them
Big cars, big wheels, big chain
Big pimpin', big money
Big dreams, dreams, dreams
Big
you, he leaves you
Freedom rider
With a silver star between his eyes that open up at hidden lies
Big man crying with defeat, see people gathering in
the dark in the pale moonlight
Done my hair up real big, beauty queen style
High heels off, I'm feeling alive
Oh, my God, I feel it in the air
the sun went down, there she was
Shinning like a big old sky full of diamond dust
I'm a cigarette burning slow on a summer night
She's city lights
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