Lyrics.com »

Search results for 'they dont make em like they used to by the kendalls' Page #15,158

Yee yee! We've found 368,145 lyrics and 142 artists matching they dont make em like they used to by the kendalls.

Year:


Filter by gender:

Lyrics:

Told em pass me the tris
Drug store
All these niggas envy me
I thought you known
Run this shit like haides
Cross the globe
I fly Ibiza for
ain't shit to call a hit and have a train strike
You make a diss, we smoke your man, he inna strain right

Come through your block and fuck shit up like
back
Krispy Kreme type of filling
They be feining
Shit on my feet cost ya rent
So y'all gone see em
Pussy need a plan b
To water down the semen
I done
they'll tire up and wait for me Feels like I'm playing catch up just to make ends meet. Success is all I need I'm just hoping that's where this path leads
(Yeah)
I can be player two you're player one
We can play SEGA
With you i'm over the moon i do what i want
Feel like i'm mega
Ten times Out of nine
unleaded
And we not the same, no, I might be an alien
I'll never cuff or save, a bouncing Betty
In the game of life, live life like a rockstar
Need a sponsor
logical when I make em audible
Prodigous tantric descriptive
Citizen of the tezzeract
Cinnamon in my tea
Yea I'm declaring that
Your answer be the life
to hell, I visit Satan (I visit Satan)
Make you my slave, lock 'em in my basement (ha!)

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
bright 
I can feel my stomach turning like a fireball inside 
I can feel it coming up I'm throwing up my demons like 
I can see the walls they closing in
before they even notice it
Makes me think I should push a little bit

Gotta know how much further in
I can go till I get to the end
Cause you already know
I treat that shit like it's the garden
Cause when they scream my name, nah, money ain't a thing
And I'm thinking most of the time I get so lonely
baguettes all in my stones and shout out my bitch she a real one baby see you when I make it home puff puff pass huh I don't puff puff pass huh you can't hit
pocket
My new hobby is
Goin out shoppin
I like to run it up
An buy the prada
God didnt get me a kid
So im running money up
For my partners yeah
I gotta go
Look back at my lives they're no different (To know you never)
I keep falling to the same traps (Said you're proud)
It's time to make change gotta act
sectional
But I don't kiss and tell
I hit and wish 'em well
Meet at the citadel
The mission's clear: prevail
Take no prisoners
I might've Freudian slipped
a battle
Why you getting mad attached though?
She been tanning at the beach, tried to lay on it
She want tats all on her body like a Kehlani
She don't even
pistol whipped like a punk
with ya dick in the dust
I'll put a clip in the dump
and let my niggaz run up
and if they put us in cuffs
we won't admit it was
pistol whipped like a punk
with ya dick in the dust
I'll put a clip in the dump
and let my niggaz run up
and if they put us in cuffs
we won't admit it was
like the following 
You follow me 
I'm leaving in a few 
Got nothing better to do 
So I'm gonna settle some feuds 
Give em 3 bricks and a shot in
like the following 
You follow me 
I'm leaving in a few 
Got nothing better to do 
So I'm gonna settle some feuds 
Give em 3 bricks and a shot in
the bitches I be with turning heads like they fucking owls
All my feelings are dead, it's almost time to chalk em out.
Now I'm really glad that you the one that
pockets, aye
I dont fuck with new niggas gotta watch em
Plottin on this chain, like a cradle ima rock it
Sucker duckin and im dummy dodgin,
304 came with
if you go down for this ride I'll keep you wit me
Ion love hoes but I like em I ain't gonn lie
And bae you knew I was pimpin from the start so don't
Kalama beat bafo hlakelela
Dibanenya dibina ka kaofela
And boMrapper raba lebela
Ba kese make selo ba ditjiba ra teya
Don't play games se gase diketo
Ke

Discuss these they dont make em like they used to by the kendalls Lyrics with the community:

0 Comments

    We need you!

    Help build the largest human-edited lyrics collection on the web!

    Search for song lyrics by

    Genres »

    Styles »

    Browse Lyrics.com

    Quiz

    Are you a music master?

    »
    In Dolly Parton‘s hit song — who was the real Jolene?
    A A red-headed bank clerk who flirted with her husband
    B A young fan who came on stage for her autograph
    C Her best friend from high-school
    D Her sister

    Free, no signup required:

    Add to Chrome

    Get instant explanation for any lyrics that hits you anywhere on the web!

    Free, no signup required:

    Add to Firefox

    Get instant explanation for any acronym or abbreviation that hits you anywhere on the web!