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kisses, with her mama there
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk me down the aisle daddy, it's just
About time"
"Does my wedding gown
Butterfly kisses, with her mama there.
Stickin little white flowers all up in her hair.
"Walk me down the aisle daddy, its just about time."
"Does my
Engine road past in this sports car
My niggas born starts you just talkers
Little niggas couldn't care about your quarters
Been up in the trap with
(Yeah, what, what)
Just throw my B back on
Yo, yo, yo
You know my mission ain't complete
'Till I hit the city with a 600 Jeep
Hardest nigga from All
intermission
I'ma let y'all just talk about how good I
Rap for a minute and I'ma come back
So I dropped out of school cause
I'm tryna eff the tutor
Her ex man
a muzzle
I got some gin in the back you can guzzle
By the way what's your motherfuckin name?
(You forgot already?) Shit, I just cross reference with game
Spirit feel my heart with the best
Uhh, I just can't explain, I'm feeling enlightened
Spending my time like it's my last dime. I'm choosing it wisely
Top
head high right along with my faith
My soul can never be broken, get a thrill off the hate
So all you fake well wishers, hope you niggas get the picture
unlock the door and adjust the seat
You just hop in with so much beauty, with so little time and so much to see
We head down the coast and leave the city,
So bad
Hop up in the whip yeah we go fast
If you wanna kick it with me just ask
Baby like the way you shaking that ass
No cap Ima hit from the back
thats just how hell goes
Damn, where the fuck i put my
These my shelltoes, diamonds, beaches and reeboks
Walking by the bitches and they saying damn he
boys
Grateful life is back on course, living with no remorse
Spittin' real talk is something that most wouldn't endorse
I'm an introvert by nature, so by
out her hand
Sayin' father, father I love you
O praise Jesus I got her
Ok yeah billy goat an we'll play farm
I didn't mean to spirit stiff you
drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus
And I close my eyes
And I think God for all of the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all
For
chilling
You just don't know
Nigga wassup with it
Been ready to throw
Nigga wassup with it
Grab a nigga by throat
Nigga wassup wit it See If I can choke out
gonna fade-away
Pump fake the devil hit'em with that Kobe fade-away
I miss the mark, I'm in the trench cause I'm naughty by nature
But Jesus comes in
Shooting a video just to fucking dig your own grave
Got you at your own wake I'm the billy goat
You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie no Jay
Next
maybe black, maybe Spanish
Had a little vocal, only in the choir
Says she loves Jesus, and she has good credit
Few months in said, "I'm makin' you my
I'm reading
Colliding with the obstacles
Show they'll never hold me down
Been doing this shit by myself
Don't Lil Bro me now
She said never loved me,
Oh oh oh oh
Sometimes I just feel like
You need to check your heart dawg
Gatto take inventory men do a little self-examination
For everything real,
I'ma just talk my shit for a little bit, know what I'm sayin'
Cause niggas don't really understand what I'm on, know what I'm sayin'
I be Bomegrown
Talk to them for a half hour
They'll tell you all about it
She and I met at the Jacktown Fair
By the Himalayan ride
There was this Carnie
Built like
you want me
Suspend the war
It's weak
Riding with my A-Way
Had a little kid lately
Shock was high
My granny
Had a purple beauty
Young Berry
So why
they'll still talk about us when we've died
Jesus
The end . . .
Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care this wine could
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