Lyrics:
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
Option
You didn't get the picture
Crop it
I got the key to the city
It came wit a lock
Yo bitch on my johnson
Oh that's ya hoe
Forget about her (That's ya
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
Well Let me know how this real if we living a lie? We used to hustle nickels & dimes, just to get by. Like if you need it hit my jack meet me
.I.D or like Chris Johnson
My thumbs keep strumming kinda like the Mumford & Sons
Mommy went dumb when she got that call I had got caught
Kicked out
i'm right
Baby give me some
All the night
Feel alright
By my side
Baby take me home
Baby take me home
Baby take me home
Take me home
I want just want
of the cleaner; Leave it to deal with The Beaver
There ain't any Cleaver's, you chillin' at home
Damn, that cannabis be goin' straight to my dome man
No plan, I go
home, I'm a goldmine nigga
We taking all the land back they stole
My nigga
Cause what you reap now
Is what you sow my nigga
Where's your soul my nigga
One
home
And a bunch of bad habits
Young niggas who don't even know
Where the fuck his dad is
He be thinkin' wit his Johnson
So he probably got that magic
So
of state from sinking
D:Andrew Johnson's next
He had some slight defects
W: Congress each
Would impeach
D:And so the country now elects
Y:
I was born in a human body, I'm deadly and dangerous
The way I decrease life quality is outrageous
But you don't gotta worry, I'm not contagious
heed
A bad thief
Robbed myself of everything
Temporary settling
Cursed my life
Signed my name
Exchanged for reckoning
Ink dried thinking that its way too
mean, I can't even feel my legs like I'm froze
And I wanna get me dome,
But I can't even take her home
I wanna go, but my girl keep blowin' up my
gave him codes
Strict life rules
Must make it home by 9 pm
So he can sleep for school
Don't care if he's been blazing dope or sippin' on Azul
It's their
Amen, Amen as we gather today
In memory of Chris Johnson
I ask that you remain standing for the
Reading of the Word of God
2 Corinthians Chapter 1
gonna never look back
Keep looking forward
That's the only way to go
If you ain't know now you know now
Tell 'em Yatta...
Free J Bull man I miss my
catchin' me
Play make it for all my niggas, call me Magic Johnson
Be the way I'm ballin', niggas might just have to call the referee
On God
Motown legend
to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side
The horse was lean
to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side
The horse was lean
all emotion bottle up way deep down in my thought
Searching for an exorcist to free my mind and run it off
Spending time in studio, studying
feelings of screams, still staggered by the past, regardless hardened by the facts
As a celebration of my first tour, might get that tatted
Permanent these
Brand new clothes I had to make sure that the Glock fit it
Brand new hoe she want the Johnson I can't rock wit it
Brand new stove my uncle got it
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