Lyrics:
to a next level wid it dawg
Nuh give up pon di music ting dawg, yah deal wid it away, yuh zimi?
Haters hating, but my music got them rocking with me
Almost
a wookie who wanted nookie nookie by bigfoots brunch spot bushy bushy.
Now I don't mean to be pushy pushy I'm just in it for the money money no I'm not
song
Dem know gal rich already
Never haffi lie dung pon back nor belly
Never haffi suck no cocky neither
Never haffi hold a box dung
If the ting did
dreams)
I'm pulling strings like a young nigga was playing the chello
That's not your girl I got the full version you got the demo
Yeah it's a wrap like
yeah, that nose been so busy (Yeah yeah)
Sing sing sing, she likes that bling bling bling bling
Ting ting ting, my phone it rings rings rings
Hell yeah,
by your side and that ain't no lie
I watch you change just like the seasons
Like girl you ain't give me a reason
You broke my heart I can't believe it
someone else
Not by myself
You’re on the shelf
Just biding your time
Soon it would be fine
She was going to go to school
You were gonna play it cool
Fuck about fuck about
I ain't tryna give in to the doubt
Tryna take it day by day
These man are just fiends for the clout
Them man are just fuel
Mm hmmm (What we gone do right now)
Ah ha (Is go wayyyyy back) Mm hmmm
Laaaard (Back in the hands of time)
Give me that old school loving
Give me
nothing
Got to live life
So making it count
Ah ketch it
Ah not going down
Until I have fun
So D ting now start
We pumpin a vibe...until party done
When d
tings (yum)
Real quick bills still stacking to the ceiling (uh-oh)
Whatchu mean, it ain't working? (what?)
Whatchu mean, you ain't finding yourself?
like yola
She sayin' it back, I'm like Yoda
Look
I'm feelin' like Adriano in Pro 6
I got the Off-White logo on both kicks
Already gone by the time
back from his fatal accident to beatmaking and rapping
But, we the future, Whitney Houston told me that
And it's gon' take more than a bullet in
ting ring bells like 3 choirs
My brain on drugs what I re-quire
Frazzle ya nose like a deep fryer
Im in an a c class when I breeze by ya
love get make up on my sweater
She asked for a line in my song ok she suck me up good so I'll do it with pleasure
I got nuff lyrics from (Shh) she give
I just heard and I felt it creeping right close
I was rubbing shoulders all night brushing elbows
It was demos all around other bodies lost and found
A rude bwoy has to give up tough love
Wanna let me focus, yeah, me focus
Slim waist, slick face and I haffi notice
Gwan with the tings that'll make
these bars nah Man I just vent and rhyme
Big bro said I could make it
Never came back when he left that night
I was like 9
When it all declined
Bare pain
Back on road
My sim generates
Me well loads
I'm not lazy
I live life death row
Man can't play me
Unless it's demos
Play my tunes
And you'll know bout zen
do is only by your grace
By your grace
Wherever i go you make a way for me Lord
For me Lord
No other God but you
I give you all the praise and i
on the road
It's best you do as your told
My tolerance has run low
Too many pagans in this world
Too many pagans and haters, I don't give a Fuck no more I'm
this tings me so tired
It's draining my energy I want to sleep
Same ting jumped in bed with you
An hour later she's back in my sheets
I can't lie larz we
you don't need me to correct you
I'm just in my Cadillac
Crusing going 60
No I will not panic back
Cause I got God with me
Got a fine ting by my side
I
Ain't no gyal that be realer than me
Made it out the hood where my niggas killing for P
KKK, Kings Killing Kings for free
Mad ting, my own family
Try
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