Search results for 'do you like it by jim lauderdale' Page #11,619

keep count (Run through it)
Man Im gon need a accountant (I need one)
Bitch I got white like a mountain, Alaska (I do)
Run you a play Im a tackle

Boss Hogg Outlawz

Slim Thug

Boyz-N-Blue

2004

lanes in a Lac, the made it 3's get me dizzy
I'm low, in a Lexus 4's Spre-O
You steady passing by saying, watching how slow he go
Everytime I'm in

wit our tongues
I was deceived, by every one
I can't be beat, I already won
My money stretches like it did a lunge
Yo only bag is the one for ya lunch

silent by the decade
Sure ain't keeping track of em but he's the one that's got it made
Marionetter by trade and arranger by necessity
Do we trust him

(Hell yeah)
These bars will hit you like some bullets hunnid round in the mag... yeah
I started rapping just for fun, took off and ran wit it
They tried

you hear my words and think they dumb suspenseful
Then like a dull pencil, you missing the point
I tried to hold on to who I was before
My pride ain't

And I cling to life like a barnacle on a carbuncle
I had to look that up it's kinda gross
And when it's time for you to marry I'll give the finest toast

I don dey pursue you for long now
But it's seems like
Have been chasing the cloud oh.

Something must to kill a man oh
(Something must to kill a man

Yeah two words Self Made
Mawuthesha every single day cause you want it in a bad way
Aah you run yourself you're going through the rat race
But you

it all and everyday I do thank god for it
But somehow all of these voices still beat up in my head like
Like I want to give up so bad and I hope you

You ever set a goal and didn't hit it
Timeline changed feel like you missed it
But in other areas, day-to-day, you killing it
Where you focus

wock, I can tell by the smell
I tell baby come suck me up, come eat me up right now
I do fly shit, fuck bad bitches
I'm on top of the game right now
You

on the payment 
Don’t be making me chase it
And no, never keep a killer waiting 
Here comes the music 
Imma make you face it 

[Pre-Chorus]
This the bad bitch

to come at us you must be losing touch
You will get smoked like a
Dutch by the master
Actually a slave of the master
But I'm gettin' paid
If a bastard wanna

Seike too
Still fucking the world
You know how Edi do
But I'm still crippled by the pain
Still feel like I'm to blame
Still wanna go insane everytime I

them get them
They let the algorithm get them

I'm the opposite of all of you assholes
I would rather sit and just watch grass grow
My hypothesis its

you and no longer run
Although it hurts I do forgive you for the things you've done
I know my worth and I will search until I find the sun
And let this

lean now everyday feel like a better day
R.I.P. Husain I miss my life before this honestly
My first born a blessing look
My life crazy as it looks
Momma

the millions
Yeah I'm about my green like it's militant
Yeah there is snakes in grass got to be vigilant
Cannot let them in
She say I just do the most
Hearing

Nowadays feel like everybody wanna be rapping
Painting the picture like they killers but we know that you capping
Tight jeans with fake streams, swear these

Do you ever feel a lonely?
Yes, a lonely is what we are.
And have you tried again to call me?
Since then we're far apart.

In the past, often

and out 
Ghada jaya ki chi floop 
Can't get out of
And im tired 
Hada llah

We got it so why do we just go fuck it up like this
We got no enemies maybe just

done

If you wanna leave brother
Don’t tell em how to do it

We don’t know one another
She knows me

I can’t love another

People sell their souls
All

Yeah, your boy Franky Steele, CEO of Focus Mindsz
I'm a show you what I do with these Dimez and Ninez
Lyrical interlude, uh
Frankie Steele, a.k.a.