Lyrics:
skinny as mine, bitch, I was penniless
Now I'm plenty rich, and this shit don't make any sense (yeah)
I was in the motherfuckin' pinch like a titty twist
said I wanna know now
Nothing you can do to stop a man from trying
Oh not with that big broad smile
And that sexy dress you wear
It's totally
the other hats that I juggle (straight)
You niggas my little cuzzos, little niggas
Nobody sonning me
If am a sun, I'm the one you look up to
Fuck you
Big
This is a song by the late, great Rich Mullins
I believe in
Believe
I believe in
Yeah, yeah
I believe in God the Father
Almighty Maker
swat team can
Turned a cherry pie right into jam
Sir Psycho, Sir Psycho, yeah (I'm the man that you met one time)
Sir Psycho, Sir Psycho, yeah (I
what did I do? I am dying
Tell me, what did I do?"
Boys steals the bread, now
Packs it up and heads for the door
Man sees him coming
Says "boy you won't
gave pride to a man cub
Ain't no love in hip-hop
There ain't no keepin' up with the Bennetts
Ain't no diamonds in the chain but it's in the pendant
I
he's sure the boy I love.
Let me tell ya now,
He' never be a big business man
He always buys on the installment plan
He sure ain't the boy I been
swat team can
Turned a cherry pie right into jam
Sir Psycho, Sir Psycho, yeah (I'm the man that you met one time)
Sir Psycho, Sir Psycho, yeah (I
Say, man, lem-lemme get a light homey
Yo, aye Timbo, this your Crippin' cousin Snoop Dogg, cuzz
I told you we gotta get gorilla on this one right
are really only ancient history.
Everyday goes by without a hitch,
you say the urge becomes an itch.
You say that I'm no go for you, that's rich,
or am
Though she? With forty-five years
For seconds of pleasure.
I thought I knew you too well,
Now I find the man is a mystery,
And the promises you made
To be someone must be a wonderful thing
A famous footballer a rock singer
Or a big film star
yes, I think I would like that
To be rich and have
the green right, then Gucci might chef it
Whale shark, white meat, rich man sell it
Ridin' in a Lamb' with a big ol' motor
Keep a young nigga with a big
I'm busted right now
I got a cow that went dry and a hen that won't lay
A big stack of bills that gets bigger each day
The county's gonna haul my
And there we were, screamin', "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd
By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am
God, I wish I was with my father
He could
I'm in heat, baby
I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm in heat, baby
I'm in heat, baby
Motor City trip, Motor City trip right now
Yeah, I'm on a Motor City
Tokyo, dipping in the rice
I'm a boss at the wind, I cracked every colored dice
I do it big, *** the rumors
Rich and infamous with the blue and gray Pumas
I'm seein' body after body and our mayor Giuliani
Ain't tryin' to see no black man turn to John Gotti
My daughter use a potty so she's older now
[Big Sean:]
Okay, I'm young and rich
And this the shit man
(What what you you?)
You you is a shit stain
Me I'm connected like I switch planes
Since I lost you
I can't get through the day
Without at least one big boo-hoo
The pain won't go away
What am I gonna do?
Man from Mars
This
that's livin', yes been impressed
by the way the Tech is blessin' 'em - it shows
cause the land it steady grows, and I'm the man with fetid flows
But
said I wanna know now
Nothing you can do to stop a man from trying
Oh not with that big broad smile
And that sexy dress you wear
It's totally
language
If I switch the slang and turn man to mane
Do I do it in vain or simply to entertain?
Am I bein' real or am I bein' fake?
Am I just a fraud
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