Lyrics:
fella's story kind a' touched my heart, so I told the lady to
give him what he wanted and charge it to me. Then I told her I needed to wire a
dozen roses
but hopefully I'll be fine by tomorrow
In my feelings in this Wraith 'cause that's where stars cope
Insecure but he so scared to let his scars show
hard to keep my cool when I see you with him,
Cause I really wish that you would right here,
Tell me what should take to win just a piece of your heart
don't mean a thing
I just need you by my side, don't you ever go away
I'll do anything, I want you to stay
Oh-oh oh-oh, just stay
Welcome to La La
with the fulcrum, but (what)
Not quite enough
Cause if the non-factor met bad
Posture my little zone combust
The driver hates his job
I can tell by
state, eatin' off your dinner plate
My heart live where Santa stay, super fly, I need a cape
B****es throwin' p**** back and forth, they on my dick
weary days
But with you I've overcome
Why wouldn't I say yes to you
When you gave your life for me
Now I'll give mine to you
And I'm gone tell
blame
Black and broken
(I'll fight till my heart is done pumping)
Separate myself but once again
From disappointment
Fear the sentiment that they can't
description to terminate the threat
So 41 shots to the body is what he can expect
The precedent is set, don't matter if he follow the law
I know I'll give my
the game ma
I gave it all to her
Weezy Wee my son I give it all to him
(The Birdman junior, I'm the son of a stunna)
Mannie Fresh
Jazze Pheezy this our
they free my dawgs? I'm being sincerely
'Nother opp died, a nigga like, "Seriously?"
Damn, another one? Nigga, we shot him, and then we killed his
blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions
To streets my brother
Fefe's my brother
And we stay on point like a fucking
Don't give a nigga what some people tried to use my name
So all the fat we had to cut and I'm still
Walking with my six amp strut
Urban eyes see
field of art
I shed light yet my skin is dark
I'm not conerned with climbin the chart
Cause why should you pay when it comes from the heart
flowing
If I believe he is floating by
I'll follow him anywhere he's going
I'll be there by his side
The way that he touched my soul
No one else can compare
You give him chance after chance
'Cause you say maybe one day he'll grow up and be a man
And lately you been pouring out your heart on the 'Gram
But
Doin' my walk by's rollin' a blunt
Hand on my nuts in a getaway car full of stunts
Addicted to my nine
Movin' like crime through time
Poppin' niggas
that's on his heart
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh
I'll get him hot,
mother,
so take care, me young bucko, and mind yourself well,
and will you give this wee note to me brother?"
At the time Uncle Benjy was a policeman in
fat steps
One dignitary over what man said
"I'll give you half the eastern border if you sell him"
Back at the rest spot to nap a bit
Mom! Pop! They
weakness
Flat line in her heart by this weekend
She thinks my charm is too much for her
Or maybe she just thinks I'm ugly
I think that she sees all my
fast, i'll be rolling in my grave
In my grave, i'll be rolling in the mud
I wore my Pradas to the club, but didn't turn up the club
I wore my Pradas
got your snacks
You being gone is gonna give me a heart attack
Oh I swear to you by the end of today
I'll be screaming that I've got
I've got a blind
up for tea
But David throws him off the bus
(he was a drummer!)
[[CHORUS ]]
(give me some room)
(I smell something)
(you call that a guitar
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