Lyrics:
this is grindin' season
Now and go get your gangs signs throw it up
All my niggas on them bikes throw it up
We don't care what you say we ain't
( Verse 1 )
Look
Look
We gone take the black back cuz it ain't ours
Invest in small business to create power
They fear our unity
They don't
to react
Like when I got to gave a pound and you throw dap
Now you know that
Every man is listenin'
Change your hand positioning
It makes no sense like
Touch lips, lip service
What, what
Che-check on my neck, she's so bad
Two rubber bands, throw it back
Girl what's your name, what's the plan?
Where you wanna go, where you never gonna go
Slow down, anything less than going
Where there's gonna be a throw down, show down, show down
Where you
(Let's run it, let's run it, let's run it)
Yo, fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit, muhfucker
Had to throw everybody
things up (sing it with me)
Bust your lip, rush your clique, what
Outz in the area tearin' things up
Crush your chick, touch your trick, what
Outz in
magic Don Juan
Don't want no problems we extra
Extra Extra
Go and read about us
If your click don't click, gotta throw the whole squad away
Right away
I said my niggas don't jerk
We jus put in that work and
Throw de Glock away
Now ski mask, ski mask, ski mask cmon ski mask
I said my niggas don't
ain't the cause of it
You said you should be alone
So then who the fuck is calling bitch?
Thought that we was grown
So I'm confused by all
else
I should be by myself
Throw it, love it, break it, throw it away
Love it, break it, throw it away
Love it, break it, throw it away
Love it, break
I'm talkin murda on that pussy, I'm a goon bitch
You spend the night, you make it home by afternoon bitch
Move quick, that go a rack
Bust it ho, you
lips to your thick ass
Love it when you squirm when I lick that
Ass tat she a light snack Ima do her like that
She a quarterback the way she throw it
can't rap, because he talks with a lisp
But I got paid, now you feel stupid
Amazed by the style the sound and how we looped it
Now I clock G's, trunk
the migo
I black out for just the night
And then I wake up with the Migos
Shoot my shot and it's a free throw
'Cuz it turn out she a freak hoe
Took her
laughter.
Is there life after.
Love life.
You clever.
We.
Diamonds.
For ever.
All that pain.
We got to.
Suck it in.
Throw it away.
Gone in the bin.
Recycle
you here by my side
I don't wanna be here, baby, on my own
Yeah, don't you wait, don't think about it
Yeah, don't you wait, just come on over now
so we die by the guns, kids
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in the black Benz, trying to do a show a day
so we die by the guns, kids
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in the black Benz, trying to do a show a day
just being black
Been a real blessing how I made it from the back
Make that ass clap when you throw that shit back (throw it)
I been breaking hell
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
And remember the TV's run by Satan
So the news got their topics debating
Easy distraction
Put a red button on it for interaction
When breaking news they got all
wail from coast to coast.
Your beautiful long black hair would melt into your flesh and the flesh would melt away from the bones which would disintegrate
marked by the foul sent of treachery.
Castrate my tool,
Store it safely in a jewel case and throw away the key.
Separation has tainted my comely
Discuss these throw it away by black lips Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In