Lyrics:
of pearls
She ain't bothered just bounces her curls
I'm just a normal guy
But I stay fly
Getting so high
Higher than the sky
I'm just passing by
Through your
could by her own pearls
She could get a minute of fame
And I'm an inch in the game
We see it different through frames
Me and my boys clown
You chasin'
Pearl Jam
W czasach gdy raperzy stają na rzęsach by mieć metkę
Ja mam bekę zamykam nowy materiał w bletkę
Odpal to podaj dalej w obieg po trzech
Jeden raz
me
Before I die
I'll be showing you the sea
Eternity
The pearl in the clam
The water we jam
How have you fallen for someone like
Me me
Since last
bikini, at the party
Got my pearl, Cuban cigar, jam graffiti, don’t be tardy
Coming right out the gates with this fuckin banger
Lookin at this bitch
Timbaland, and Missy
Goo Goo Dolls, Backstreet
Pearl Jam, *NSYNC
I can't name em all
But Man I love the 90's
"You know it's goin down
Whenever Karmaa come
Uh
Pray my feet don't stop working
The heat don't jam, I know those people are damn lurking
Or fucking rocking burkin bags
Don't overdose, no never
about my issues but I'm blanking
Suffocated thoughts encapsulated by a blanket
Only when they asking me my problems that I'm thinking
By myself they come
if you with me
Envy me, you iffy-iffy
Is really you into me
I need to know
Do you Even flow
There ain’t no Pearl Jam in your soul
Be the chosen
I live
I got the world right by my side (Yea)
With hair that curls
And you're so rare
Just like the crab
That had a whale (Yea)
And named her pearl
Do you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Rocket two by night, uh
Keep a hammer and that .22
Shoot a nigga wit dat uh huh
Lil bitch think I'm cool cool
Freaky
seen the Cartier's and bags she let me go
Once you was at me me by the stove
Gave your auntie a test and she came back for more
We in the spot fast shit
Bobble head Jesus on the dash of your car
Running on faith and you're lucky stars
Down the highway
Pearl Jam on radio
Given to fly on a desolate road
I see
and whites ride by and niggas yell, "Fuck them Jakes!"
So much respect, I can lay dough on the floor
Walk away and come back without cats runnin off
I'm
short
I've been writin songs, I'm calm, I'm a good sport
One year has gone by, with tecs jam up in your eye
I'm on some clever shit, fuck it man,
scriptures
Critical bitch must, flow to the shit that just fit her
Rode, with the best auto that money can buy me
The best damn mami, def jam signed me
you that rapper with that song about Hot Topic?"
Maybe Bukowski was right about women? Ha ha, stop it!
This is an old-school jam, I'm dropping knowledge
funny when you on you got mad folk
I played the middle man in every little scam
Some as complex as a hip hop album riddle jam
I find it's quite
perfect shape
Owned by an MBA from uptown
I got a tweed
Broken in by a greedy
Broker who went broke
And then broke down
You don't have to do this
you a found set
Grand jam yet- this will be a let
And with a muscle you can dig a stone produce cut
You can try with the highs but it never will meet
go
*taken from the album "The Vegetarians of Love"
*written by Bob Geldof
wrote the crossover
But if the album sellout I'd be considered a sellout
The fans keep asking whens the album gonna come out
Ask your local execs I'm
debris
And bad programs of landmines
That remind me of the sexiest of slow jams
I pull a Glock or fiver murder the group by numbers
I was nursed by
already spit it
This my 15th album, I'm havin' fun wit'chu critics
Everythin' you doin kid we already did it
If rap was a toilet, I woulda already shit it
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