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I be throwing up 4s like I'm Wendy
I go in on that blunt like a marathon
Talking hit after that hit like i'm Barry Bonds
Got yo lady here

marzyłem by grać bas barytonem
Jak barry white kiedy majk wpadł mi w dłonie
Plułem sobie w brodę płakałem kontratenorem
Doputy dopóki bootie brown wskazał mi

scream
When her brother died
Ain’t never heard my mother cry
In a pitch that would make
Mariah Carey sound like Barry White
Reflecting on 2020 vision posts

fooling around with your women so lock em up all in the house
Got that smooth, James Brown, Barry White soul in my sound
Holding it down, broke, with my

around after
They tell you get on the ground

I'm here to prove my self to my self
Everyday & every night
I ain't speaking lowly of you I
Ain't Barry White

calling me a king
Love it when she giving me sex
Shawty upset
Took off on the bitch no jet
By the end of the tape they gon fuck wit me
I keep my pen

Night
Et chaque nuit j'te f'rai Barry White light
Qu'est c'que j'f'rais pas pour toi
J'ai laissé tomber la weed, les filles, les faux amis tout le

You're My First, My Last, My Everything  Written by Barry White, Peter Sterling Radcliffe, Tony Sepe
My first, the last, my everythingAnd the answer

got a gun store, niggas of them all the merit
Lee a ho about it, white like Barry

With the Jerry, running with the Sharks
And half you more scary

crew be super deep, like the voice of Barry White, fuck Adele, Penelope, they threaten
Them with the chair twice, yeah, thuggin' my Whole life, pack

and Queen! 
George Benson, Jose Feliciano, Barry White and Carlos Santana! 
Earth, Wind & Fire go on, Kool & the Gang on and on! 
Rod Temperton and David

they'll burn raw
Been in this shit the long way, you can ask white boy at bars
Same treatment, different color
Same problem, different mothers

They had no

and Queen! 
George Benson, Jose Feliciano, Barry White and Carlos Santana! 
Earth, Wind & Fire go on, Kool & the Gang on and on! 
Rod Temperton and David

off
Stick on me
I swing that bitch
Like I was Barry Bonds
Hella strong
And I stay right
Like I ain't never wrong
White diamonds
They drippin' on me

smoking cause it's mixed by the feezy I'm chill dude but please don't deceive me RIP to Chad cause pimping ain't easy Houston is my city  but my new home is

don't have to invite no one else
We could take a weekend trip, rent a nice hotel
Or cabin on the woods to have all by ourselves
Watch the snow pile up

havin' assma attacks
She act like she from Islam, by the way, she Baghdad
And I hope she got a sister, if she ugly, I'll pass
White to my homie, cause he

neck
Ima grab him by the puss
I created jobs
800,000 plus
Ni**as in the White House
We was turning up
Why you looking like the tanning bed had you

when you see the light from above

All the hate how I took it and I turned it into love

Had to put on them white gloves had to kill’em with kindness

allowed that thought
and believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
that live in high-rises, diving

called

Music to make to your old lady by

Barry White used to work

Shoot, even Abba used to work the way I was doin' my thing

But man, you put this

Kind of bitter sweet
Spread that eagle
I'll kiss the beak
Oooo, Barry white
in those sheets (haaa)
I'll be just fine.
Let the the music speak
Keep

Bang

Eminem

Bang

My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your

My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines (talk to 'em)
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make