Lyrics:
self you ain't scared when I run in
your chick I ain't bout no games woady its your life or yo bitch
Apologize when I pass by bootin my grill
3rd
I believe in God the Father
Jesus Christ, His only Son
And the blessed Holy Spirit
Distinct, yet three in one
I believe there is forgiveness
For
should've been our mission
"Take our country back"
Rally cry of the opposition
3rd party split votes but
People didn't listen
Blacks and millennials chose
inside)
A love that I cannot hide
I know it's you and me, baby, yeah
(I know it's you and me baby)
That makes the world go 'round
And it's keeping me
everywhere
And write about each other
The world in which we live is peopled by people who
Can't afford to eat, can't make ends meet
Got nowhere to sleep,
we talk, it always turn to beef
Heated discussions like you burnt me to the 3rd degrees
Mental anxiety was caused from the uncertainties
Before we go
A fellow needs a girl, to hold in his arms
When the rest of the world goes wrong
To hold in his arms and know that she believes
That her fellow is wise
don't want you sad and blue!
And I just wanna make love to you.
Love to you [Repeat: x3]
And I can tell by the way you walk that walk,
And I can
rather take
Till theirs no room on your plate
And that child in a 3rd world
Can’t even get a flake
And you still say gods is to blame
You ain’t never
make it last, make it last
(Make it last, make it)
Touching you ever so softly
Just touching you and not really caring if a world passes by
'Cause we
test
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep us all
we'll be flyin'
My world's a chain of one-night-stands
Strung together by the center line
I don't know where I'll wake up tomorrow,
But I can't let
in his hand
Looking all around, searching in vain
For an honest man
In my little world of make-believe
I talk to myself or my friend
If real
with killers and G's
the Last Don is known for slangin' and bangin'
thug niggas 3rd ward Caliope where we hangin'
ghetto's soldiers mercenary we
Countin my money I don't got enough
No it ain't funny been hungry for months
Up in the morning to glare in the sun
3rd eye awakens I feel like a monk
Call me '13 Melo
You knew that it was coming
I'm Lebron in the yellow
I'm just trying to get by
I'm trying to make every single hater out here a lie
constructions
Flakk the brand new speed
3rd verse:
The world spinning out of control
Shady pandemics,
Ambien drowning the soul
It’s all fake online, so my
We so jiggy up in here (let's go Weezy)
Slim baby, I see you (yes)
The streets make the hustlas
Hustlas make the world go 'round
The world is
Don't believe those clouds in the sky
'Cause they'll be moving on and the sun will shine
If the world's been passin' you by,
Just reach out for
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
ever get such high hopes?
[Chorus]
You're just like my Ken and Barbie Doll
In a plastic world of make believe
You're just like my Ken and Barbie
What in the world's come all over me?
I ain't got a chance of one in three
Ain't got no rap, ain't got no line
But if you'll give me just a minute
last forever
They just fade away
Don't be confused by the lies of the fools and deceivers
Hope and believe in the things that we need to survive
Uh, close your eyes
So watch 'em do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena
Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of
You
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