Lyrics:
(Ah)
Yeah, got a homie named Trel from Hoover
He might shoot you
Red rag hangin' out my right pocket
But I'll blues you (Doot)
When them roosters touch
and on similar days I've cursed and spat mercilessly at the foot of her firkin grace chaos comes inevitably, like a monarch dressed in rags grinning like a maniac
Bucket to a Bentley bitch, rags to fucking riches bitch
Fuck up out my mentions bitch, fuck you and yo picket fence
Pull up like I miss you bitch,
Like a rag up in a socket?
And when I cock that nina nine
You better not cock block me
YM be the shit, I say, "Damn everybody else"
I be kicking girls
More than I like it
So put it all over your face don't bite it
From rags to riches club packing
Bitches had the bag and ditch us
Her head game is
Bustin' out the bando
A nigga jewelry real metal like a can opener
I went from rags to riches to a feature with Tip
I went from Smart Car to a bitch
the wave
(Ayo, le me hear that KF)
And I came from rags to riches
(Yo, we got Houmi on this shit)
Count up a hunnid, I stay out the way
Look at my drip I
And I'm not going back
Into rags or in the hole
And our bruises are coming
But we will never fold
And I was your silver lining
As the story
to get it crackin'
Yeah, don't mix gang bangin'
With this rap shit my niggas bananas
Red bandanas when they clap shit
Red rags around they face in traffic
me with a wet rag and bathed my forehead
And I want all you people to know
There ain't nothin' like a woman with soul
Yeah, I've got to tell
nahulog
Sama ra kos sud-an sa iwit mahimo ra'g bahog
Paita ani oy
Kasweet ninyo tan-awon angay sa inyo amigason
Unta jud pamaakon
Unta mangapungkol mo si'g
a struggle everyday, man, you know how this shit goes
But my demeanor'll never switch, cherry red Beamer
Gang banged the fuck out, red rag around the Nina
shit hype?
Well you finna' find out what the game be like
Red rag on my rear view
No tint in the Porsche, see clear through
God screaming up out
my name is mary magdalen
i come from palestine
please excuse these rags i'm in
i've fallen on hard times
but long ago i had my work
when i was in my
supposed to get to school
I hopped every backyard on my block
'Till I got to Elm Street, took the rag out my sock
And I could have been a Crip but I ain't
just a few inches,
Found your hand,
but you don't pull no punches.
I found my mummy,
I found her in rags,
Under pyramids,
Artefacts are calling me under,
the marathon will continue
Niggas done with being calm dropping on all the bombs
I'm Back on my bullshit (Yeah) that's word to moms
Rags to riches (Rags
and that
Diamond rings or rags? (Yeah)
I make it kinda plaid (Wow)
Grooving or moving
Don't know what you doing
Uf, just wait
Gone too far (Gone to far, oh
cash to get, hmm
Ayy, I can show you how to rags to riches, nigga, yeah
I ain't ever leave, but I'm back again
Stars, livin' large, goin' hard,
definitely ragtime
Now let me rag mine, let me rag mine at this time
Ayyo, bust it (Here I go here I go here I go)
As I, stand as a Pharaoh and read up
diamonds straight outta Angola,
Wave my red rag in the air, signal Lil' Wayne over,
Yeah, that's when the Crys start poppin',
The pills start droppin'
the tub
Felt yo love, you was fuckin' me up
Rags
Uh, I came from rags to riches, now I got a bag
Uh, I need love, don't leave me sad
Uh, I need love,
You know that I handle business
I came from rags to riches
Now I be granting wishes
Damn delicious
You know these are facts
It ain't fictitious
Yeah
Turn a do-rag into a crown,
ripped dress into a gown.
Finally, the glass slippers.
Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo
Rring!
Wow, I have never seen
such a beautiful
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