Lyrics:
ass like some fucking steroids
Jose Canseco, make no mistake
Like a white boy wearing black paint
You're a fake ass nigga
Break pads nigga, wait
You
All my life was a paper once plain, pure and white.
Till you moved with your pen changin' moods now and then
till the balance was right
Then you
trip, get pistol-whipped
By a psycho maniac sick in his head
want to be a gangster, now he's dead
His brother took over, ain't no sweat
Bought a new
I want you, you want me
Girl that's plain to see
So get your fine ass in this pickup truck
And slide over here next to me
I'll take you for a ride
view, too I ran out with a crowbar
Hammered it across his cranium, he fell over dead
But no blood, only dust, he's a fuckin' basehead
Here come another
VIP
Come get with me, mm
Goodness grief, it's Snoop and Keith Sweat
A double dose of this triple threat
Yep, Moet White Star in the glass
Here's
I passed you by just yesterday
Was a little bit out, but time had changed
And I wondered if you could sense
that I wanted to get over you
So I went
known as a thug and thief
So anyone with beef
I gotta slug to sleep
Peep, I'm not no nigga
Figure he can come up
By getting a job, so I mob
Not
ground
He fled the town
He went down South and crossed the border
Left the chaos and disorder
Back there over his shoulder
One morning he awoke in
and sisters come
Working the fruit trees
They rode the big trucks till
They lay down and die
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y
Every time we link, it be sneaky
All my hoes clean, niggas squeaky
Buy her new Chanel, I'm talkin' weekly
I could tell she goin' by how she greet
[Drake]
Pay attention, its on
Staring at my city lights through the plain window as I write this song
Have faith, when I do it
Imma do it bigger than
into my coke
It's happening again
I tell myself that it's over and done amen
Her skin like milk
It's like she's never seen the sun
Some
and destruction for centuries to come
The gods, offended by whom have blackened them, have forget us
As two terrible dragons battle arrays clash
One white as his
white ?
? I forgot to feed her better go
Put some money on it
Daddy ain't love the ?
I'm over concrete
? gonna hurt when I beat
Whoever whenever
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named Jack, he
I was born down by the river where the water turns to mud
To a family full of violence and a legacy of blood
People don't come knockin' cause of my
Angels at His side
See Him now on a great white stallion
In the eastern sky
CHORUS:
Sent by the Father
Jesus go and call my children
A trumpet sounds
in the city where no one would come
One that had literally died but then came back alive
And that's the furthest thing that I know from over and done
a gambling day
His Queen smiled low and blissfully
Let's make some wretched fool to play
Plain it was she did agree
He send his deuce down into diamond
follow
The end is here
As I stand paralyzed consumed frozen by my fear
Sun falls reignite the end
The end
Now that it's over done with and gone
I reach
On everything I love, It's We The Best Music
It's We The Best over everything
Get money, mo' money
Every time we come around
Doors goin' up, panties
Random disclaimer
Hey, don't do anything that I say in this song, okay?
It's fuckin' fiction
If anything happens, don't fuckin' blame me,
White
kind of freaky of course
Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin her dwarfs
Saw a fight over colors, too
Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy Blue
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