Lyrics:
a gangster, I don't want your bitch
They don't respect a gangster, like it don't exist
Blame my uncle J, he who turned me to this
Victim of my ways, ain't no
look good today"
But what about yesterday? Like
What are you talking about?
"Oh, you look real nice today" (Nah, yeah)
There's only one day, by the way
the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my hero, was
killed by a drunk driver in a head-on collision. He died instantly. I
couldn't even bring
the scorecard
Check the scorecard to see what they have to say
The way you boys be on dick, that shit kinda gay
I been cooking up these nuggets like Chick
brought her, she loved the ploy
But it took him too long to realize
That he was blind, couldn't see the lies
Blinded by a feelin' that he couldn't describe
Baby I'm raw with it
Keep you on, going strong
All night long wit it
Keep you up
Let the sun hit it
Fuck ya Ex he ain't know
What he was passing
Let
Probably cause he wanted to be the baby in the family
Drinking with his friends, macking up
Mommy carried me, look half way crook getting crazy on the mic
from a project chick or one with crazy loot
Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on
Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on
I pull out my
looked me in my eyes and told me prison set me straight
I can tell that he for real so I believe what he say
Came a long way from getting hooked on H
In
that's way out of your range
All the chicks came like we at a Knicks game
Carmelo numbers first and the fifteenth
We the best in the biz', baby there it is
Man this is to fucking hard to not go on the album...
I think it's gonna go on the album
Beautiful tango
Take me by the hand
Beautiful tango
Until
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
swerving
I got the word and he crazy puss
But playing wolf
I can tell that he crazy shook
By the way he look
Us battling is a crazy look
I'm like before
the truth hurts, I like being lied to
I can't deal with issues in the
Ways that I would like to
It's funny how I've always got
A text to reply to
That's why I
my album off by giving you guys a lesson
Don't ever let love torture you cuz being single a blessing
And my shawty if you hearing this ill send you
Blake Shelton Sings Austin.
It's on his 2001 Album.
She left without leaving a number
Said she needed to clear her mind
He figured she'd gone
Iovine for letting me
Put the buzz on it
They say I’m borderline disrespectful
I tell em suck my dick long
As my wrist and neck glow
I put chicks on xo
ways
To stay alone in my place
Until I drop the album
I'll be living without em
I'm a battery stacking dollars
Alright then imma count em
I used to be
Larson my dear
The answer so clear
But my music so conceptual
Try to solve the album you're better off using decimals
Livin by the medical like i don't
shine
Thought he had it sweet but baby imma teach ya
It ain't whatcha thinkin
Pretty in the morning get it bussin' in the evening
Boy by now you know
behind
Watching hard so I let 'em girls study
Running through they mind, don't know why
Maybe it's the way I shine
Thought he had it sweet but baby imma
behave the way of a savior
Break the beat down with my sweet sound but stay on point like a laser when I lays ya
It's the Chron Playa with the long hair
Tommy was the one; he was a son of a gun
He'd laugh out loud and have all kinds of fun
He couldn't be outdone by anyone
His mom was a nun; he was
had
'Cause it had been so long, my catalogue was like a ghost town
But now I'm dropping album after album, I can't slow down
My pockets gettin' fat
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