Lyrics:
flexin' yeah I was flexin'
Bitch with a nasty tone
Bitch i should've known
Man i can moan
Gotta pull out a loan
No thrones all games
Bitch i need my own
Yah Yah
Yah yah yah
I got a dream
See a red I8 boo and it gat no keys ooo
Pull up at the crib by 2 by 5 better know that my crew there too ooo
Take
these bare trees
Covering ears with dusty hands when trains rolled through
Cars of coal, they drudge and groan,
Moan their tales of other towns they've
Do you think the singularity is the profound?
That the black holes are the same and now
We gaze in strivings into the void
Searching for once more
stop me
Most hoes they jock me, I got knots in my pockets
Caviar and bitches, 6-4 and switches
Champagne and riches, but cooking keys in kitchens
Orb of Summoning was seized by the mysterious
Black Templars,a band of sombre, plunder seeking knights from the kingdoms to
the east of the Great Sea.
grown up
Ten a key now, got da whole block sewed up
E'erybody smokin' me, cush nigga roll up
I'm ridin' through da A, I don't know where da turn
blessed, you know what I'm sayin'?"
If I had that opportunity, you know what I'm sayin'?
Maybach Music
Black Metaphor
I grew up on that Cash Money
what the hell
Let's get up on our hotel
Doin the nasty, all night long
Make your body scream and moan
Tell your man that we're some kin
Play it
Lately I've been seeing things
Belly button piercings in the sky at night
When we're side by side
And I don't mean to rain on anybody's cabaret
to sit while I wait for the rest
Guess all the cause of my problems. What
Caused by the gods, caused by the odds
Caused by these shots, cause by these
The Demons ring the Sabbath bells
Rejoice the witches chant
Preper the sacrifice - by fire
The blood runs black through heavens shell
Declare the witches
laced Picasso as a basehead
Painting self portraits while porn moan's rhythm sync with a bass hit
Met her in the pouring rain Pouring vains through
inside a box documenting ITV
You might think that my words are cruel and cold
When your life's surrounded by miserable people grey skies black mould
Stale
Ain't got no time to listen to you moan
Why is everybody always preaching
That's why I only go to party on the weekend
Cause I'm always bringing in that
up and down on that pool
Money ask over the floor
Like them niggas pockets got holes
Hypnotized by your hips and thighs
Hot damn you fine
You make my
Fall down in rapture and be consumed by the serpent within. Boil ecstatic as the tail of the dragon ruptures your skin. Laugh and scream, gurgle
bones upon the basin
Blood soaked into the stone thick and black
They gave us fame, wealth, and power
And it's payed out by the hour
If you take it son
On a boat in the sea of the North Country
You steer with the hands of an old ass man
You curse and groan, spit and moan
Backs hurting you again. God
smell your cocaine perfume
Fuse in my moans till next afternoon
Do it right now we may loose each other soon
Black & red are the colours of pleasure
to your nachos
Do you understand? capeesh? This is that nitro
Leaving fast and furious, black dash interior
Panoramic dreams with the glacial white exterior
1pm?
I can already predict the outcome
She gonna fall in love with me when I dick her down some
Baby if you don't know, if you don't know
I'm a pimp by
known that Jesus would come back to the ghetto
On that level, and that thorough, like a black hero
And pack metal, so rap rebels, will back pedal
bodies
Sunset through numerous palm trees
Followed by the paparazzi
But they don't get into our party
Tell the bell hop that I'm sorry
We 40 deep in
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