Lyrics:
kids I’ll sit you on my lap
Not talking bout Michael even tho I’m psycho
Sike ho, right now I’m high as Eiffel
And I take more shots than a fucking rifle
long, so long
Tried to leave but it feel so wrong, so wrong
Fill up the clip, release
Cupids a bitch, you see
Love is a mystery
We had some history
Summertime
Written By: Emm Gryner, Michael Holmes
Love went cold in September
Didn't even know my name
I was alone by December
Losing at the lovin'
know I'm the coolest
Me and my niggas, fuck hoes by the group
Niggas be fruity, tryna get in the loop
Want me to cream, she want me to scoop her
Just
the street
Sandra bland got hung in a jail sail
Every time we speak out yea they throw us in jail sails
Michael brown was shot
Eric garner was choked out
with the Casa
Go head pop sum
Need it all by any means, that's word to Malcolm
Did me bad, you took my love for ransom
If time is money, know I spent
when you'd walk in the room
Many years before
Your love, it resonates
A boundless, endless supply
Mommy will come to you by and by
Ask him and Dad won't
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Jennifer Lopez albo Aniston
Każda z nich często mówi chcę go tulić
A utulić mogła by Jennifer Love Hewitt
Kobiety z tych ulic chcą byśmy je
Beauty, you make me sad
All you beautiful babies been had
Who’ll be able to love you for
What you, what you really are?
Beauty, what is your face?
heart felt recital
From the wacky blacky man, they should have called me Michael
Look at the monster you make, look at the monster you pay
But you
don't need to front
I make history e'ry day - I don't need a month
The survey says - by the streets according
Kanye's just important as Michael Jordan
Was
(Mike Noble/Michael Lunn/Danni Leigh)
We both agreed it'd be wise to be free
Two weeks gone by and all I do is wonder why
Maybe we were wrong
'Cause
get the gong cause we niggaz do wrong
and if you're young, and in love, do the moves of Michael Evens
singin songs, big up to my peoples Northside
and confused
16 year underdog still donning Under-roos
Sorry Busta, I know my flow sounds used
Written and directed by the likes of John Hughes
Recycled
a rapper's new Bentley coup
I'm done with fake love and the fake ties
I got niggas scared to cross me now like state lines
Like I said my shooters shoot, hit
opposite
And you live by what the fuck you give
Don't give me shit
Hit my line
I'm a have to click
No friendly shit
I'm not here to play the buddy role
I
in my shoes
You would have felt it
Still got the juice
I'm so unhealthy
I feel like zeus
No one to help me, uh
I'm getting used by the booze
And its so
Michael Irvin
I don't wrestle, bitch
Do I look likе Randy Savage?
Explosive tips up in this clip, they hit you
They gon' do some damage
I don't play with
the love everywhere
Even the enemy's eyes
Went from bitches dissing me
Now I'm liked by Nicki Minaj
Making history the God bodies, Vicky and Fah
Argh
Minor
The side I love
Southside and it ain't gon change
Niggas like us gon change the game
With street fame living untamed
In a wide frame drop fin to swang
Maria
She said baby carry my thighs
Like Michael Myers
She loves when I show up from behind
(Chorus)
I got my hands tied up
Only call to light up
record
Can’t hear what you’re sayin
When you look at me like that
Room is filled with faces
Nobody can read me like you can
Tonight ain't
Playin by
down on both knees
Tryna make a name in this industry
(Bitch we ain't the same)
I never been the type to
Fuck with that overnight hype
Michael Bay here
as
The time goes by
All I need, all I need is my ride or die
We got a bond, I never knew we had
She keeps my big fat shank in her Louis bag
Uh, She fell in love
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