Lyrics:
go, nah)
I took a flight to Atlanta
Lookin' for 'Tech, I just need the Sprite or a Fanta (vroom, Hi-Tech)
I'll get you hit from a text
You pussy, no
get myself back in line
Because I recognize, I have been called, for such a time as this!"
You can't resist the change
And you're not condemned by
"The Come Up"
Chorus
I’ll be on the grind before the suns up
You’ll be telling lies you Talking too much
Set this jawn on fire get the fire truck
I
the dough money-maker rump-shaker
To the bedroom I said "hmm I'll take her"
[Chorus] [Repeat each line twice]
[BM] If you don't want her don't waste her
handed
The aliens they just landed
And you in the way
Overthrow these niggas planet
independence Day
Felons, get split melons
I'll be cruisin' round the bitch hood
[Chorus]
All my female players, gather around
It's a roller coaster baby you at Magic Mountain
Six Flags
don't fuck with no popo
You want smoke you'll fucking get cancer
AI bitch no question I'm the answer
Legend at Stadium when Bambi was the dancer
I'll
Yeller, a pit bull and dog is the champ
You know better, think about crossin' the line
Hit your sweater, with about ten from the .9
Double R and we get
Know I'ma always keep it a C-note (a hundred, nigga)
The MAC in back of the Charger
My young'n line you up clean, you ain't gotta go back to your
And the lines he was singing 'bout a memory ringin'
I heard this old broken down star
Singing women and whiskey you know they will get you
Some day I'll get out
of a broken neck
All alone in darkness I sit each night
Write my rhymes
With blood upon a butcher knife
You say the Ice is ill, and ill I am
They try to ban my
up)
Oh yep I gotta serious love for her
She can't be touched by any (Get your hands off)
On a perfect night
It's just me, her and Remy (Just me, her
[CHORUS]
Gotta hold on to this feelin'
Gotta let you body move
Gotta keep the music jumpin'
Everybody get loose
[REPEAT ]
Face
line
Yuh naah go get it, seet? yuh Naav a brain like mine
yow minkowski
(Hermann Minkowski - Space Time)
Mi way too advance
Weh yaah tink bout yute?
Mi
And if you ain't from the hood, then you might get tripled
Teamed
[Chorus 2X: Master P]
[C-Murder]
Down South..
Now I'm one of them boys, gatted up from
on the cream
Live wires on the team Connect, get respect for they realness
I know you feel this
[Chorus]
Uhh, now who that tryin ta claim they be
with the rhyme of the dope house mind
Who shines in the dark in these end of times
Line after line who keep it the realest
[Carolyn:] Only you 'cause
Cross my heart and let the Desert Eagle wait for 'em
And I don't harbor hate, but, one must wonder
You got that YSL concealer on, what's hidin' up
as drawings
Was it worth it for you to be king when the thrill is gone
CHORUS X2
‘21 Grams’ - written and performed by Collin Gibson
VERSE 1
I wonder what
make the goose bumps on your inner thigh show
I'll let you beat me there as far as finish lines go
Yeah, and if you gotta leave for work
I'll be right
the lines
I couldn't see the world around you was just feeding you lies
Dammit, I couldn't get through to you
Sister, you beautiful
What the world do to you
life
its a real shame you got hacked by the whores
its a real shame that kid probably aint yours
CHORUS
Dizzy Rascal:
That girl' some bitch ya know
she
I got a half a tank of gas and a fist full pf overdrive
Boss man probably wonderin' if I'm still alive
High line poles swayin' as I'm flyin' by
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be
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