Lyrics:
divide you By any dividend
Silly is silly does feel me
I'm not big dot I be chillin' feel Me
Period and I get it in
A hundred rounds that's a lotta
Collect call from
Hey, it's your boy Lucien here with
A little bit of advice
I'm just tryna get my life right, yeah
(What? What?)
I'm just tryna get
Happy To Be Alive Day
Calvin Tilden Chuck Jones
People ask me all the time about the smile on my face
So I tell em bout my time in Vietnam back
on the ground,
I love your faces...
But i want to hear them sounds,
I need you... I need you right now,
You make me feel like im on a cloud,
You make me feel
Surrounded by the moss, my walls start crumbling down
I can't wait for someone to arrive right now
I've seen hell, falling back and forth
I need
Hand in my pocket and my
Fingers on the trigger
Walk Fulton mall like a Fulton street nigga
Still by my fronts off of Fulton street
Nigga gabby got
you right now
Blunt is getting quite loud
Hotboxing and her box is kinda hot, gimmie' me top and then it's lights out
Thought about
One that Ive had,
about this horrible pizza
During the show.
All:
Come out here, to californy,
Just to find me some pretty girls.
Ones I seen gets me so horny,
Ruby lips,
So many fires bring mass devastation,
Many search in sad desperation,
Jeopardize the right to hide from sad existence,
Nothing left, still
ain't about wrong or right on Devil's night
I burn a cross in ya fucking face
Now homicide's got a new case
So give me a taste
Live for to day now, forget about tomorrow
When you blaze your own trails
You really don't have to follow
When I woke up this morning, I jumped out
Molly slammed her suitcase down right there by that door
She cussed and stomped her foot, and said “you’ll see me here no more”
All she had and cared
hooligan blues
The only thing he cares about
looking good when he kicks your head in
Got bit by a dog
Right through his new jeans
Got bit by a police dog
She fuckin' everybody's man ain't nobody safe out here watch out!
I fuckin' warned you bitch
You wanna fuck my man when you knew about me?
Running some
blew
Five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
Niggas die by my orders when I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild knights at Latin
me that God ain't my witness
Never talked about cause it isn't yo business
A nigga been walking and mumbling by faith
So I can sin in your face
So she
about strappin' up in the waffle house
Right next to niggas when I be sparkin' 'em out
And I'm way too cold to plain let you come and dog me out
Should've
to bunk up with you honey
You got a pretty face
Baby where's your car
My cars in the shop
And I lost my license
It was taken by a cop
Do have anything
me
To show the Free Bob right
The righteous Asiatic thinker
While Satan rob light
Civilised like the Molly
Burgundy, wildy rocking
Seen the fifth
The females in my life
The ones who broke my heart as they walk away through the door
The demons in my head
The ones who constantly speak to me about my
of felonies walked in the spot
Fuck is you telling me I know my job
That nigga square so I'm calling him Bob
The booth so hot you get burned by the knob
easy
Yes sir its the bubble right hurr
Y'all beautiful women if you insecure
Let me see you work that, Twurk that, sur that c'mon and do the rodeo
Let
fucked up when I dream of you
You'll see my face on the god damn news
Real shame that I saw right through
You don't care bout me
I could give a fuck bout
a face in the light of the neon sign
Couldn't believe its you
I recognize a face that I've seen about a thousand times
I think you saw me to
Couldn't
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