Lyrics:
rest in peace niggas
I can't let a pussy trick me off da streets nigga
Shit get cold where I'm at so that heat wit me
I heard niggas out here plotting so
Ohh, way
Woah
(La Musica de Harry Fraud)
I'm legendary
And nigga when I'm gone you're gonna see my name in bronze
I'm legendary
And tomorrow
dead
Chat behind my back I heard what you said
Doing all that talking, I'll put it to an end
Unfazed by what you saying, all I hear in my head is
La la
to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy
Time - In Quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time
The sniper in
let’s get spooky
Halloween, Halloween, crazy and kooky
Let’s dress up and have Halloween fun
Trick or treat, trick or treat everyone
I’m going to eat
Hey, are you ready to do the Green Freeze Dance
A leprechaun has been playing tricks on people
By taking and hiding their shoes
We're gonna go find
flagrant
Shame how I lost your life savings up in Las Vegas
I'm a heavy better, I'm a heavy seller
Keep white in the office, call it Jerry Heller
Lettin' off
im iPod
Intensive Imagepflege ist in Ibne Insidejob
Ich inspizier insgeheim Ischen in Instagram
Ideenreiches Improvisieren ist interessant
Isso
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
Alors on danse
Alors on danse
Alors on danse
Roll call in the club
Life's a -, feel her up
She be in my mind like a microchip
I'm ready to blow
Ooh, la, la, la, la, la, la
Ooh, la, la, la, la, la, la
Must've been the red devil moon
That put you in that mood
Or that one glass of cheap
the class,
Fake one I'm calling the map
Bad words bring in the mouth
Hit after hit I'm bangin' the mass
Sophia Del Carmen, ya tu sabes la jugada
Take it
on the Whitey so
See just Black and White?
There's no room for that in the '90s, yo
I'm still a bill and still checkin' mics
One-two a whole year later
Made you
[Featuring Silkk The Shocker Fiend]
[Master P]
Ya see wenches be messy like Marvin
My homies be ballin pimp tricks eryday from L.A. to the Bay
get nada
If she fucking with that nigga he trick
(He a Trick, Trick, Trick)
Bad bitch always pull up in a 6
Ass fat ain't no surgery shit
(Let it clap
bitches out there but I grow weed plants
So every time I hit the blunt
It's like I'm hitting that ass
And I'm Shaggy, throwing heads in the air by
receives especially at eve
She's grinding on me
I'm grinding all week
Trick up my sleeve
Nice little beat
I ain't no Adam and she ain't no Eve
Dick
you up
Girl, I need to know for sure you're mine
I'm gon' build you up baby
La la la, la la la la la la la la
La la la, la la la la la la la la
without you, I’m gonna make it through
Takin’ it day by day, I’m gonna be okay
Aaah Aaah I’m okay (la la la la la)
Aaah Aaah Just when you’re not around,
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
in front of your very eyes)
All you got to do is say the word and I'll show you a trick or two
(and I'll show you a trick or two)
Cause I can do
Don’t wanna play by your own rules
so you make em up however you choose
Thought we could be on the same team
you warming the bench I’m out of your
, aye
Bands on my wrist
I got bitches on my dick, uh
Criss Angel bitch, I'm full of magic tricks, aye
Make ten songs in a week
Swear to god I never
fast
And click 'til you drop in a ditch
And get colder by the moment while you moan and you twitch, oh
Somebody's followin' Jean
Now somethin's creepin'
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