Lyrics:
out shrimp
I pull up clean I get out limp i walk like
I talk like bi, bitch get chere
Best playa on my team when I ball women cheer
And they love
that, I pull your blinds, catch you f'ing with mines, no go 'head
I got no time (hate to be wastin' time), muthafucka know the name
And know that I
the fake you need Lasik
Got homies that run state like John Kasich
If you ain't bumpin' the key then don't waste it
I can't tolerate got no patience
Only way
my life smokin' on JoJo
He was just posted up with dough though
Now he gettin' slammed by the popo
Thuggish, buggish, ruggish shit
I can't leave
favorite track on the album
Really
Yeah
I mean
I might just love Ray's voice
Yeah
I mean, it's nice
Yeah
And then
I have no idea what he's saying
Yeah
I
The national guard, they scared to hunt me
I love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me
A drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana
These slugs with keep your ass
guard, they scared to hunt me
I love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me
A drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana
These slugs with keep your ass away
speaking the truth Cause he don't believes in lies
LA Legend with John legend Singing by ya side
In maybach on ya album cover Look at the sky
A G member
smiling, sitting
All listening to the listing of your talent ("No, I love it")
Talkin' all these Easter eggs we know you're still hunting for
Your midnights
gotta check for me
Gs in every city gon' hold me down without a question
Down a nigga for me and add to his body collection (boom, boom, boom)
Album
and shove it up your ass
Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs"
Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and put you on the loosin' side
Who got bodied?
Nigga, you
files
Let's run it alphabetically, to remedy the situation
Trade for the key of manipulation
I'm sayyin; John F. Kennedy, took 'em head on, head strong
Sippin' on the mud, no money And I can do this by myself
Smokin' on the bud, no buddy I smoke from the top of the shelf
Showin' fake love, they don't
pronto
Our love burning hot like fronto
Nina by my side baby Rondo
Leave a n*gga, call him John Doe
(Hook)
Girls working with some ass yeah
You bad yeah
F-in' iced out Jesus pieces
The rock over Sean John fleeces
You never love the money like we love it
Pay the chick sucka, and let her teeth touch it
all my women
Next two years, I should see about a billion
All for the love of drug dealin
Got no love for the other side, fuck them tricks (fuck them)
no.. (never love her)
She, say, she, slick
I'm, like, baby, please
She, say she's got a man
But what's that got to do with me? (f'real)
Some
on you with
A chicken like Papa Shango big chain
Skeleton bones dangling while I'm mingling
Now let's watch a flick by John Singleton
(Rest in peace)
Uh
(AYE)
(WOO!)
(OKAY OKAY! )
(YEAH)
(WOO!)
(THIS BEAT SO F****G HARD )
(J-LO<3!)
WHO’S COMMING NEXT B***H IT’S JLOVE YOU KNOW IT
MY TIME
I ain't got nothing but love and respect for my enemies
overshadowed by felonious tendencies
T and me causing a ruckus this energy bumping the same
Nigga this how it flow so fly like an eagle
No sequels no weed but I get love from all the thugs
cause they still my people
I'm dynamic punks panic
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
has become the man
Hey mum, I can ride my bike
Hey I'm really grown up now
Tall in the saddle sort of John Wayne Like
Hey I'm really grown up now
Look
spit
God knows
I don't love these...
Well, you know
Like a PIN that's code
And Ima stick to it just like velcro
Shell toes, swear ya boy got stripes
.JPG/232px-Elton_John_2011_Shankbone_2_(cropped).JPG "Elton John")
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