Lyrics:
If you don't mean it
And stop playing with my love
If you don't care
Don't go around making jokes
Bout how you're using me
Cause I ain't got no
show confirm
I see so many people in my way
But something really extra about the way
Nobody dey love you but yourself (ya! ya!)
So we keep it grinding
for ice.
How do you preserve your food for more than one day? Salt.
Salt sucks out moisture and keeps food dry so it lasts longer. Why? Because
dollar shop air
Fake flowers, fake guns and fake capital
Cash only
You'll get caught in the mirror if you try anything stupid
Very important people
Fucking
Have 'em moanin' out the vowels sounds, oh, wee and ahh
And how, by now, you should know me and my
Crew members do members of the opposite sex
Have
these be
Attitudes not allowed to flourish
Hindered by hatred towards those malnourished
While you make claims of humanity's laziness
Saying: if everyone
cool, keep me in check
Got a place at high altitude need to inspect
Roll a couple grams I'm calling my grams
Tell her that I love her imma hugger her
daughters what beauty is, nah
I ain't raising princesses, I'm raising warriors
Self-love is a bite, keep some extra in the holster
My children, I'm trying
our value keep committing treason
Even with everything we been achieving
Jus look at the time if you ain't believing
From tommy smith .. to our first
Monday,
it ain't trickin if you got it dats wut I say, you say?
I say and wut I say goes
'Cause I'm a hood nigga,
I keep dat purt by the pound,the
Monday,
it ain't trickin if you got it dats wut I say, you say?
I say and wut I say goes
'Cause I'm a hood nigga,
I keep dat purt by the pound,the
Monday,
it ain't trickin if you got it dats wut I say, you say?
I say and wut I say goes
'Cause I'm a hood nigga,
I keep dat purt by the pound,the
a large, uh glandular organ in your abdomen
You know it's uh, it's reddish brown, it's sort oh uh
Yeah, yeah yeah, I know what it is but, I'm using it
Burl Ives - Maid of the Sweet Brown Knowe
Come all ye lads and lasses, and hear my mournful tale,
Ye tender hearts that weep for love to sigh you
chance
Don't hold back
I sure don't do Pilates
But I do like pie and lattes
And that's a metaphor for getting naughty
If you like poems you can come to my
these days
There's one thing I can count on
I love my fans
They're a mess for real, but I love my fans
And if you stuck with this song for this long
Then
We gon' try to spread some love, ain't nobody got to know
Buyin' water by the jug, I'm the plug
What you want, what you need?
Not the hate, if you
About you livin let alone you livin it up
Niggas is stuck, I'm tryin to keep my head above water
Not stressed about dyin for a quarter in a shorter
My
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
on this paper
I'm using the era
Cause if I do not the prints can be seen under lasers
You don't want that shit
They ask me how lavish I get
My dog got
Wit' rent still?
A bitch won't make it past first
Base if I curve her
Unless she got Angels In The In Field
I keep a 40 below, a 45
You add the wind
the river that i flow by it is in my veins yeah
Real dirty nigha wit my head all in the grain yeahh
What you talkin bout?
Dont play round wit me today
If you
might sell my soul just to live this life
This industry ain't for the brown, act a fool on their screens, then they love you for life
Write my verses in
hella selfish, I can't be there on the day you leave
& to my other grandmother, Shirley Jean
I know we weren't close, but I love you just the same
I wish
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