Lyrics:
funk zooms like you hit the Mary Jane
They flock to booms man boogie had to change
Who freaks the clips with mad amount percussion
Where kinky hair
To be honest I been feelin some type of way
I ain't even gon lie
Slim Flock Slim Flock Slim Flock
Take it all off I just wanna see yo body
When I
his flock
He plays arena animal rock
He can barely stand up straight but somehow he does
Make his way directly to the front of the stage and
WATCH
Yeah we on that 808 shit
All my bitches fly
Niggas steady flock
Yeah we out here grindin'
While you haters steady watchin bitch
(Hustle, Hustle)
Summoned to his cradle
Leaving their flocks
Draw nigh with lowly fear
We too will thither bend
Our joyful footsteps
O come, let us adore him
Christ
these bitches wanna’ flock, right
Might get it on later on
Bet you wish you lived this life
But you can’t walk the walk right
I was working every night
intricate maps of my own design
I let silence answer prayers
cnd mocked the squalor of your savior
Towering the flock, two idle needles grin forever
the Glock
Niggas tried, I murdered the flock
Looking for a fuck
These Thots Gonna cost
Look at my wrist, I conquered the frost
Rating cupcake, that's why you
now, for the life of me, believe our talk
Our flock had cause to leave
But do we? Do we?
sovereignty over all nations
Do you even understand the stance I'm takin
Everybody wanna flock to the trendy
When's the last time the flock did the best thing
come together
And dance around a weeping willow
As in ancient days
They are like birds of a feather
That flock together in tribe
A secret
intricate maps of my own design
I let silence answer prayers
cnd mocked the squalor of your savior
Towering the flock, two idle needles grin forever
Im posted with Draco, sticks, and knocks
I got a beam, and I gotta flock
I'm from the sticks and I'm trying pop
I got a knife and he don't even know
the flock
Got us walking on the ridges like a sidewalk
Got me flying through the valley floating like a hawk
Pushing through the alley 'til I reach the dock
perfect plan
And He cries as He hears
The silence of the lambs
Wanting His flock to be obedient
Wishing they'd beckon to His call
The Shepherd longs
The block is hot
Gotta watch out for the ops (Aye)
In and out
Birds coming by the flock (Bliihh)
They setup shop
Just to get a lil guap (Money)
Plot
the lamb of
God herded the sheep
A whole flock of followers
Nigga do you believe?
Yo what's poppin' it's the kid Game
And my nigga Ludacris
My homeboy, my
flock
Everyday I wake pray the lord I win
Good vibes out bring em back in
I just need that money talkin back ends
If you talkin paper we can tap in
Get up
Summoned to his cradle
Leaving their flocks
Draw nigh with lowly fear
We too will thither bend
Our joyful footsteps
O come, let us adore him
Christ
esse round chego ao final
Don on trip tu parece isan bolt corre de que eu ti acerto de longe
Ele acho ia que ser na mão flock acerto seu coração
Tu
a minute
Just open 3 eyes
And just feel what I’m sending
Cause ion flock wit noofies
Imma wipe out on em
SOULZ untamed get stepped on
Gotta go up Im better
one day
Just turn and fly south
Our flock is not dying
They're just losing interest
So I just stop speaking
And build up this dam
At the end of days
The way that we flock no matter what
follow the flyways until they stop
bird calls
Laughter and longing, humming along
frailty made up for in
Cosa
Birds of same feathers flock together oo
Birds of same feathers flock together
I know if the sunrise is so beautiful
Beautiful sunshine is amazing
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