Lyrics:
goin out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showin out
Niggaz start to mumble, they want to rumble
Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo
Goin off
time
Denim rap, competition quick, handle that
Suckin the jim hat, pervertin on my raps'll get you slidapped
Mix drink Cuban Link lizink,
The cab moves fast through the streets
'Who was that guy you was with?'
Becky shakes her head softly
'Him? I don't know, probably alright
But I could
you any damn thing that you want
You want flowers, I'll buy your ass a rose
But later on you're coming out them panyhose
You want gold? Girl what's
I, I, I, I just gotta let it digest
All these crystals on the boy
Why wouldn't just I flex
Third eye open so I'll probably
Pass the eye test
Girls just
from Wolf of Wall Street (Wolf of Wall Street)
I was caught up with that white girl like I'm Tiger Woods (Woods)
On the painkillers (killers), but I'm
outside...
There is life outside...
There is life outside your apartment!
There's a pigeon
Squashed on the street.
Christmas Eve:
Ew.
Brian:
There's a girl
from the goons up in the streets
Boss playas making sheesh
Who dat, who dat, oh thats me
Crooked I martyr, 7 letters
Big Chaka, no defeats
Check
she be doin' ain't shit
Bitch can't hang with the streets, she found herself short
So now she's takin' me to court
That's real conversation for yo'
she be doin' ain't shit
Bitch can't hang with the streets, she found herself short
So now she's takin' me to court
That's real conversation for yo'
my name, make the girl think I would do anything
Tell em' that I'm always keepin' em' safe, almost like homelander landin' a plane
I got different
These niggaz wearin' skirts like the pope
Who them niggaz that you love to get (us)
Who them niggaz that you fuckin' wit' (us)
Love the girl that weed
codeine fiends
OG by the OZ, and I still owe the weed man down the street
Monster magic off them Xannies, I might have me one
Mix it with the syrup,
I'm the king of my city yeah I'm talking big facts
Even if I'm not now nigga I'm get that
You ain't gang so need you pass like it's Six flags
So I asked her if she'd mind could we share a little time
Told me that would be just fine
Couldn't believe I had her by my side
Who'd ever thought
She want me to stop but I can't streets got me partially
And I know I'm fucked up don't know who to trust
And my main bitch said she want all of me
In
them niggaz that you love to get (us)
Who them niggaz that you fuckin' wit' (us)
Love the girl that weed and shit (what)
The saga continues, with
Can we please have a moment of silence?
That's for my niggas doin' years in confinement
And for my soldiers who passed over, no longer living
That
of Spades
I got past a couple bumps, I need some aftershave
Left my main girl to my side twice like Apple Pay
I don't regret it, but I can't say it's
that
Folks line up all down the street
Now I am seeing this girl devour her meat now
And then I get it, wham as clear as day
My pulse begins
that
Folks line up all down the street
Now I am seeing this girl devour her meat now
And then I get it, wham as clear as day
My pulse begins
Toxic I'm king now
But, pass it up, fess it up
She, she don't wanna girl what's he mean no
He can't take me no that south side g, yuh
Made you a fiend
that pussy
Like a basket of salmon
Pass me that napkin
cnd a glass of the Fanta
I sip it back
I'm in the back of the mansion
I mix that shit up with
And you could probably find me wherever the wolves parade
I was born to be a killjoy, I'm a old brat
Conceived by Adam and Eve, so who you mad at?
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