Lyrics:
to get cruddy
Me walkin' off leavin' you with all this bloody
What he gonna do when it's all over for real
And the last thing you seein' is that steel
I usually tell you take your time
Go forty-five, ease in your drive
I put it in park come inside
While you get ready
We lay it back we take it
when so call freinds passed me by
The fact that you would show somebode so broke down
So much mercy...
Sight beyond what I see
You know what's best for
(tell 'em)
I'm sick of y'all fake Timbaland beat bitin', you know what I'm sayin'
I'ma bring it to y'all like this
By all means necessary
You might
When the wind blow
Noah flood water flow
Earthquake bass rumbling, you feel it through the Flo
Cause yo, we take this industry by storm
Oh no, my rap
you), You're a friend of mine (Mine)
And when my life is over, Remember when we were together
We were alone, and I was singing this song to you
Tell me
moving in our bedroom light?
Why you're dressed in black when I left you dressed in white?
Can you fill me in?"
Were you fucking someone else inside our
always comes through
Oh my fault, hold up, wait, let me tell you who
Ready Rock see, here's a brief description
Of the things that he can do in his musical
Know you've been hurt by someone else
I can tell by the way you carry yourself
If you let me, here's what I'll do
I'll take care of you
'Cause
tell you what the game is (game is)
And while I'm at it, lemme tell you what my name is (What?)
Bun Beeda, big D up in my drawers
When I pull out my
open with a scalpel when she was six months
And said, "I'm ready now bitch, ain't you feelin' these kicks cunt?"
The world ain't ready for me yet, I
to the same block that we came from, on a rampage
Too crazy for me to flip
What's makin' you think I need a switch? 'Cause I'm Adrian Peterson
When he's
The Men of the West
(William Rooney)
When you honor in song and in story
The names of the patriot men,
Whose valor has covered with glory
Full many
You know I find it hard to sleep when
I'm sleeping by myself
And I'm lying in the spare room
Thinking I should be somewhere else
You should know
gettin' richer (mo' money)
Now tell me if you wanna live forever
Niggas dyin' so be ready for whatever
(Yeah, ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
don't you 'n I, sit down and cry
Can't you see you're driving me crazy
Tell me baby, i need to know
That you're by my side whatever goes
'Cos I'll be
or a lighta(lighter)
And listen to a young rida(rider)
On the side of Pimp double tril
Make you lighter than a feather in yo DOB hat
Bitch now listen can you solve that
the pouting instead)
Let's just vibe all-day
(You now got me shouting)
When I say that's my homegirl that's my chrome girl
That google image showgirl, in
it, taste it)
[Chorus]
B-B-baby tell me why tell me so
I'd like you to go high you tell me to go low
So I go low, taste the shit, taste it again I
Bed henne dricka all sorg you're sitt sinn
Bed henne varken sörja eller kvida
Imorgon så vill jag till henne rida
Falska tärnan gångar till
Ooh
By the time you hear this, I'll be in the rearview mirror
I'll even wear that green dress you like, so when I disappear
You can turn around,
me see you (w-work the bitch)
Uh, drop it to the flo'
Are you worthy of fuckin' with a (p-pimp like me)
When the Twista get her in the bed after I get
ya
I'm the emperor, I'm Caesar
Can somebody tell me where the MCs are?
I violate over guitars, annihilate and operate like I'm on ER
Lyrically gang
see you work the bitch, drop it to the flo'
Are you worthy of fuckin' with a pimp like me?
When the Twista get her in the bed
After I get the head I
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