Lyrics:
sheet cake
And dad would wake us up so early the next morning, sayin
"You wanna go to Shari's and get takeout for breakfast?"
And I would always say yes
I'm not your personal whore, that's not what I'm here for
And nothing good gonna come to ya til you do right by me
Brother you wait and see (Who you
come around with a blade for ya
God told me I'm made for ya, and you know my body, hold me down like Bob and Rowdy, I'm glad that you not a Thottie
I'd
son is fag?"
Didn't think I'd hear
"God save the queer"
Don't shake my hand, please disappear
I get to choose my family and I don't choose you
You wont
those other bad guys!' All those other guys
We've heard them come at us for- for too...
For too much and to just want you to
You know, like, 'If you
Now sells legally it's deep this is
The kind of elevated prism for these issues
I can tell you we've interviewed many
Lawmakers who don't come close
Cause them little niggas done killed you
In the kitchen like grandma
Put these bitches on stand by
When it come to getting this money
Fuck everything no
the bitch
Years passed by
Now you stuck with that bitch
Ya fighting mo' and mo' now you
Fed up with the bitch
But you knew that was a ho when
You hooked up
when it's Crunch-time
For your mind like one time
If poetry was pussy I'd be sunshine
cause I deliver like the Sun-Times
Confined in once-mines
when it's Crunch-time
For your mind like one time
If poetry was pussy I'd be sunshine
cause I deliver like the Sun-Times
Confined in once-mines
(Let's run it, let's run it, let's run it)
Yo, fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit, muhfucker
Had to throw everybody
better
You thought that I'd be weak without you
But I'm stronger
You thought that I'd be broke without you
But I'm richer
Because my body's too
by, the sunshine
Mellow, mellow, mellow, mellow, mellow, mellow day
I, I can't deny the way you caught my eye
I mean something struck and refilled
I'm not much for making little wishes,
But I'd like a little wish
To come true for you.
I'm not talking about loaves and fishes
But I wish
If I had a dollar for every sad song
I'd be rich by now
Yeah I'd be rich by now
I know I'd be rich by now
I'd be rich now yeah
I know I'd be rich
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
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
of bein' a young cat sent to blast
Sent to slash criminal's necks in half
For playin' dumb when I come to collect my cash
And 'cause of that cats
went and got my dick sucked, the very next day
By the same girl who broke us up, and sent me the message
That u beat me in the car for, and almost made
fuck we leave the lights on
I'm watching your video play
I know from the minute you stare
To come and my radios blare
That when I'm home you can
I'm lookin' at rock videos
Knock-kneed bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul
cry well come and hold me then
I think I need the blessing of some holy men
'Cause everything is different now
I'd really like to tell you how
How I
break
Just come on over here and lay up on my chest
Do not anwser in a text
You the only think up in my mind
And that Id never second guess
That I'd never
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
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