Lyrics:
make me bury you
If you sit on my swagger, bitch take some carellflu
Don't underestimate the damage caused by a '22
Pop yo' ass right behind the ear
, a four
Hey girl, what you doing?
Hey, won't you come by and do my hair?
Yeah, I got three or four of them. Now you know. It's all good in
And playin' Xbox, stand up and exercise my rights
As of by seen of through master's eye
It's the grind date
Know what I'm sayin? I'm sick of askin' though
Shake a real nigga hand errtime u
See em' see em' see em'
Young Flashy Nigga shinin'
Like i got on 3m 3m 3m 3m
Label nigga wanna sign me tell em' I
Maj
Blue Door
Three two one oooh
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Lemonade Lemonade
Yeah Yeah Yeah
My baby's fresh as lemonade
Yeah yeah yeah
Lemonade Lemonade
You
so right
And all i know is you're the one for me
That special kind of lady in my life in my life
Here i am writing you a love song
Holding back those
Been a millionare for years
Still saggin
Left pocket's stuffed with the ???
.380 in my right so it sags a little bit
More than the rest of my gear
When
devils world to right when we fight
Face Russian army might this is just a foray prepare for a long story
Kind of hard to dodge a javelin
Mind the damage
know that’s right
Don’t waist your time
Remember to be kind
Tou fresh, tou fly
I know that’s right
Don’t waist your time
Remember to be kind
Further
a pint
Tippin' through the southside, runnin' a light
Use to have me up in 3rd Ward checkin' his traps
Collectin' his scratch, protection' his snaps
He
kid, I'm goin' all out
Life's a bitch, fuck it, got a gun, bust it
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don't try
night
I get up and stand right in line
Must a fool still wave goodbye
Smile forever but it’s kind of all
Upside-down, Upside Down, Upside Down
From
mobster, callin all the shots
From a underboss prospective, and y'all gon' respect it
I murder, by numbers nigga, one two three
Darin any motherfucker
that the feelin was right
But if you get lost scream out and admit
That the beat's too fast, slow it down or I quit
I'm not the kind to give you
Divided Sky music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
2021 Jeffrey Robert Adams
Yo Mya
I know you got a man and all
But uh I been watchin y'all
And if he ain't treatin you right
'bout time you move on
Now I'm not trying
up high
He said
Son, you don't have to be scared
"Cause I'm right by your side, I'm
Mr. Goldilocks and the Three Bears
Mr. Goldilocks and the Three
a love letter,
when I finished the note, it was ready to pass,
the teacher took it, and read it right in front of the class,
she read it word-by
of made up rites
Wasted life chasing whats ought to be right
Sirens inside but she cried in silence, yeah
Sirens ain’t kind cuz they haven’t been
a pint
Tippin' through the southside, runnin' a light
Use to have me up in 3rd Ward checkin' his traps
Collectin' his scratch, protection' his snaps
He
Just Dance
RedOne konvict
Gaga (Oh oh, eh)
I've had a little bit too much, much
(Oh, oh, oh oh)
All of the people start to rush
(Start to rush by
'cheepnis' - that's right - but we are collecting underpants, and we are collecting brassieres, we are collecting small artic
F feminine underclothing. we are
Everlast is in effect
Gettin big respect
Then I collect big checks
1's, 5's, 10's, 20's
100 g's and I'm pullin honeys
Left and right, day and night
You gotta
baby can't you see?
One day I'm gonna be sittin' on the mountain
Right now, that mountain's sittin' on me
So I said, Lady on the TV
You are such a fine
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