Lyrics:
points with The girl's parents, Ken and Gloria
My next door neighbors, by taking the group out to dinner at Olive Garden, saying he knew
The head chef
at the time
We would memorize every single bar of his rhymes
Summertime, kids is playin' in the park
I might just ride by, let 'em sprinkle the truck
the same
Now every Christmas, I never forget
Finding refuge, cold and wet and broken
What happened next, hard to believe
There was magic in that all night
you next, I'm next?
That's the word in the projects
What? Them niggas ain't no threat
They'll whole set'll get wet
Yo go get the AK, and my two nines
door, push got the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I
the scenes.
3, 4 steps next door. We're fighting with the cards!!!
Fight The Cards. Fight the night.
Fight for everything that's right.
Fight the cards,
look like I'm calm
Inside, I'm a tickin' time bomb
'Cause of this motherfucker, who sticks his dick in my mom (my mom)
Last night, he said I left
And I just wanna be right by your side
On any night that you be cryin', baby
I'll dry your eyes, I'll dry your eyes
There is a God
It is a God
the fucking house
Grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Blowin' doors off hinges
I'll grab you with the pinchers
And no, I didn't retire
I'll snatch you
I got one more night I got one more
Po po go go catch us at the front door
I got one more night I got one more
Driving through the city take a detour
girls are trouble too
Next time a guy try to give you a play just turn your head and dis him and walk away
Excuse me ice cream tee
Hello how do you do
and misery
Feathers of my wings paralyzed by the distance of my mind
Here I stand before you, the color of the night
Frozen by the potential of me
The icebox inside
Gotta have you
By my side
Won't stop till
Your mine cause I'm
Tainted by you
See the guy who
Abuses ya gifts
And enhances
Ya stress
He ain't
come back and win by three
Alright!
I love it!
Fuck you guys!
Sorry, buddy...
Who's the new guy?
Oh, that's my friend John.
Hey John... sweet hat!
Chill
This Trap On My Heart Be My Wife Until I go Die By My Side This Trap Be The Love Of My Life I'm Finna Go Far With The Fight
He Come On My Doorstep
I know this is the guy
Listen, I know this is the guy
Quentin, you know this is the guy!
I'm sneaking with suspicion
But I need to peak inside!
night texts, late night sex, then on to next
Don't wake me up with no breakfast in bed, all I want was head
When these bitches message me, I just know
freshman, dressed like Les Nessman
Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin'
And all the other kids said Eminem's a dishead,
He'll never last,
[Suede]
Winners take all
Wild horses mud slides slim snow creatures in the fall through my magic doors
Star dust seven, me and Cheeba handing and no minor
over night
I'm sick, when I dream I won't think of them twice
Are you fucking mad? Next hype
What everyone's asking me when's the next tune?
This
whore
Drama by the front door, pushing out the back door
Trapping out the bando, leave em' by the trap door
Money bags, money bags
Ten bands, ten
By her beauty unrivaled, I'm paralyzed
Every guy's got eyes on her, she drives them all insane
Falling at her feet, like dominoes in the rain
But she
rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby
toward me?
Are you just a breathtaking
First sight soul-shaking
One night love-making
Next day heartbreaking guy?
That night your love was true
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