Lyrics:
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I
And then I was taking the pictures
but the exposure thing wasn't right
and I was going to call Fred or Gerry
to find out how to get set it
I was too late
And then I was taking the pictures
but the exposure thing wasn't right
and I was going to call Fred or Gerry
to find out how to get set it
I was too late
every line
A thrill divine
Down my spine.
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is bad,
But I got a notion
I
Time to go home
Madge is on the phone
Gotta meet the gurneys and a dozen grey attorneys
Tv dinner by the pool
I'm so glad I finished school
Life is
to be by somebody's side
I'm thinking bout you
And every time I drank too much wine to forget about what's inside
I'm thinking bout you
And every time I
kelly fred music
lie lie lie is what you always do
yeah what you showing me is beautiful
but i know the one who made the beauty to
so imma focus
showing niggas her rings
I said bitch, I ain't impressed with that
Why the fuck is every briefcase short by at least ten stacks
We had a mil' in each
What, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo yo yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Check it, yo
You say a one for the trouble, two for the time
Come on y'all, let's rock
It's forty-five for the kilo, ain't no bargaining me (bargainin')
Put Fred on your song and it'll be charting quickly
Every week I put a model in a car
And that's why I got ya wife on the line man
And I hope she gets every single diamond rang
Niggas kill me
They put their fist up got ya all thinking that
my time
I have to stick by her, too, while I'm serving her time
It's kind of romantic if you think about it, Rand
A man can't testify against his wife
said too much
My silence is my self defense
And every time I've held a rose
It seems I only felt the thorns
And so it goes, and so it goes
And so
round you
Like Connor McDavid
Ya I got that heat
I ball like Fred Vanvleet
Betta pray, Hail Mary
Pass incomplete
Inspired by the Wu-Tang
Cash rules
brain and make lasagna
Play with me, you'll lose everybody part
They won't think to find ya
Quick reminder
I been grinding a long time
Since a young boy
every line
A thrill divine
Down my spine.
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is bad,
But I got a notion
I
proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's 'bout time I sing of nothing
I pray my girl don't turn to my baby mother yet
But in fact I do, I need by
ain't trying
Now 'Smokey and the Bandit'
Is a tale you don't forget
Every time you time your hear
An engine scream and whine
You have to think
what you did
I get it hot
Every time I come around
Every time I'm in the spot
Every time I'm in the spot ho
And I don't stop
Every time I come around
All
It happens every time when I see you
It happens every time when I think of you
It happens every time
Oh it's magic when we meet
Baby down
stone on your left hand
You'll be Wilma I'm Fred
A lot of evil in the world so I keep my distance
I'm a king but I need queen for some assistance
Think
right in to the edge of your seat
Let me take you back just one more time
To a house occupied by four guys
Listening to music was always on the mind
Being
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
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