Lyrics:
much money that I don't need a hoe
You can break yourself but you can't break me
You never met a player like $hort, baby
I knew a dick sucker named
Kaapstad
I’m from the city that government divide
Where you from
Kaapstad
I’m from the city where all colours collide
Where you from
Kaapstad
To live and die
spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, ha ha ha
Ooh, I had a strange kind of woman, yeah
She was so fat
She was the worst thing
but I wouldn't interfere,
my style is innovation, trials and tribulations,
you can't rush perfection, so thanks for your patience,
got on my troops,
of their minds
You were high heeled
You were kitted your needs
They will always be there to remind
Me we are so very young
All that I need is someone to
Hеlp
by step
God's always with you no reason to fret
He's the one who paid every single debts
Life's moving too fast just need to slow down
It's flying by
I got that flow, it's on sale if you need a rush
Coke blowin' out my fiend's nose like the speaker bussed
Ho caught me D'd up, talk down, we T'ing
Niggas keep on thinkin' I'm a chief, oh, you thought so?
Chatty patty niggas, man, you niggas need a talk show
I've never seen real dons turn Loose Women
the weed, man
Ay, ay you got that? I got what you need, man
Rough raps and booze, that's what we feed, fans
I got a body count like Ice-T's, band
The Liks
to wake up
I need to smell the coffee
Play with these other women
Or get 'em all off me
And you wonder why your man'll just doubt ya
Can't live with ya,
need a key
Lock it behind you baby, draw the blinds so no one can see
There's only one thing on my mind
Don't let, don't let me down
Don't let,
need a key
Lock it behind you baby, draw the blinds so no one can see
There's only one thing on my mind
Don't let, don't let me down
Don't let,
don't need you breaking me down baby
It's bad enough you didn't even say sorry
It will be no more you and me
No stony island at a quarter to three
I ain't
don't need you breaking me down baby
It's bad enough you didn't even say sorry
It will be no more you and me
No stony island at a quarter to three
I ain't
and you're shady if it's born it'd be abused
By your fuckin psycho ass you can't handle truth
So this is my confession
I'm opening the door to all the things
this full clip for so long, it needs to empty
The reason why it's full for so long 'cause I don't waste shit
You properly hit, blood in your mouth so
a school teacher, she was good at her job
He don't need books, for him to learn how to rob
Really live lit, I don't know how to flodge
See you with
plunge, shipwrecked
Go get your homework done, down to the books you’re spine is not enough inflected
But oh, by the way, said my father before being
of the week, I live by the beat
Like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat
So we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long
Uh yeah mic check 1-2
Check it
Can I get a mic check 1-2?
I'm in the spot and I need to
Ask you know I want to
Grab the m-i-c and spit somethin'
don't change your channel We're taking down the glittering lights and just light a candle Hook He said, ""I don't see you at the club"" I said, ""I don't
come down
Catch a contact homie watch as I take hits
Show me who you know that take nigga vap hits
Everybody grows let me know if you need some
Tell
[Intro]
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your
god damn self
Get it how you live, we don't ask for help (no)
Word on the street is you gonna love how it melt
And I don't come with a pitch neither,
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