Lyrics:
the bloody towel in the garbage bag with her guts
pretty as a picture her name was Rosie
had to kill the bitch 'cause she was getting too fuckin nosey
a school
Damsel? Nah, I'm fine by my damn self
Look in the mirror for my hero
No no man's help
Stretch marks my body count
You can not handle
My orgasms?
In a high-viz vest, you can never be too careful
In a high-viz vest, he enjoys the slap of tarmac
In his best Marks and Sparks Red Flash
Cuts
this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G. (b.i.g.)
I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein (c'mon)
Will reach the fuckin ceiling,
This gonna be one of them shits right here, boy
Yeah baby, let's do it
Oh shit, look at miss thing, you done grew into a stallion
Girl,
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
there's a problem, I'ma pop up, I'ma shoot out the roof
You need to stop it 'fore I make your mama really miss you
Ain't throwin' spirals, really big
or sniffin' that blow black,
I go to sleep at night watchin' Kojak
Fuck hoes 'cause I'm no big fag
Roll with Zig Zags like to read skin mags
When I shoot
this family and my momma, too
But please brah, won't ya come back for Lil Wayne
And see Cita, Mrs. Rose, Sheryl, Kemp and plus Sinetra
Dog, we really
Did you miss the mark?
Hold for perspective
Here’s a brand new start
Room for reflection (reflection)
We can dwell on things or we can let them go
measured by the toys he's got
Excess marks the spot
Go for it all if you need it or not
Excess marks the spot
Ooh, two condos in Maui one in Newport Beach
Ain't no fuckin order too big
And makin crack like this is the song
You won't be getting yo money if yo shit ain't cooked long
Never cook yo
ever became what you wanted me to be
Did I miss the mark or overstep the
Line that only you could see
Seen a shooting star tonight
And I thought of me
swish my only shot
I slipped on sauce
You'll miss
Me
When I'm
Gone
It's time to mark your territory I already did that though
Put my leg up on the game
ain’t it worth the drama
Only time my head is down to check up on who I’m on top
My brothers dread heads why my family got hella shottas
Big body, ah they
means it foreclosed
I remember when it happened to mine
I had some handles on me but my shot was wack at the time
Them hand me downs was too big my stock
they have a name
A baby too young to walk or to talk
Rocked to sleep with a big, heavy rock
Becomes a tot with a baleful glare
Sucked from life by
exact
Ghetto people love me bad, I'm guessing opposites attract
Uptown me born and broke, Stony Hill to mark the spot
Big Gong to the Zilla
like, yup do that thing you do (I am)
What you mean? baby gurl I need some liquor too
Aye, she need a picture too, Big Ben she want a picture too
I'm
prouder
You actin' all sour ya soul is devoured
I'm too overpowered
Get paid by the hour and I'm never lying, you cowardly cowards
Ignore all the doubters
If it's a song, then by all means keep on singing,
If it's a thought, then by all means keep on thinking,
If it's a girl, boy keep her in your
even me
It was written by the powers that be
That ima show you, yea you gone see
Gone be a legend, before I leave
Big ass pockets, leave tread marks
Big
My strippers got S-Class 'Cedes (straight up)
Ride me slow like you drivin' Miss Daisy
I ain't go to school 'cause I was too lazy
Had to cut her off
So he untouchable, oh he can be touched
Well, where he stay at then, he stay by such and such
Well, since we got altercations with these so called
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