Lyrics:
LexNour good evening
Over the course of the next 10 minutes I will
Submit my application for the next rap god
Enjoy the festivities my name is Dax
I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin'
I wish, I wish, I wish
To every city
I wish, I wish, I wish
Every hood
I wish, I wish, I wish
And every block
Ghetto America!
Rollin'
(b. andersson, b. ulvæus)
Scaramouche
(instrumental)
Varför ska det vara så seriöst för, alltid?
Nä, I england
And so I wonder
And so I wonder
If if if if you're okay without me
And so I wonder
And so I wonder
If if if if you're okay without me
I can never
Uh-huh
Fuck
I don't fuck with you (Mustard on the beat, ho)
You lil' stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
You lil', you lil' dumb ass
I tell em, I say
One yourself when 2 niggas run up with 3 gats
A four, five, six shots
Seven like eight claps
Da nine milli throw ten shots
Where ya
Chinese AK just do what I say and nobody die
I open the soda, I get the codeine and I pour up a lot
I pour up a lot, I pour up a lot
Me and my
(Yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh (you only get one)
Oh-oh, yeah (you only get one)
One love, lifetime
One love, lifetime
They say when you find the one
Wop
Murda
Murda on the beat so it's not nice
I don't need diamonds to make me special, I'm special (burr)
I don't need new clothes, I know I
I get to busting like I'm a thirty ought six
When I'm ripping the beat up, but then I heard he got pissed
When I got at the top and they made him
Ohh-whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Young Money)
Oh, yeah
See, ain't nobody iller than me
And I ain't being cocky, I'm just sayin'
It's time for
I got to many moods, i got to many moods
I got to many moods, I like my bitches rude
I asked around bout you but they don't got no dirt on you
I know
I've been feeling my way around
For a while
Ya know
Maybe I should open my eyes
And I
Can see
You smile
You know
I've been meaning to talk to someone
How can I be homophobic? I blew his fucking brains out
This Luger will send a Christian to Hell
Shorty looks so good I used her piss as Crab Boil
1: Send In The Clowns
Isn't it rich, are we a pair
Me here at last on the ground
You in mid-air
Send in the clowns
Isn't it bliss, don't you
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the lord above
That everyone who ever doubted me
Is gonna see what I've become
Leo came in to demolish the scene
I don't care about your karma
I don't care about what's hip
No space cadet's gonna tell me what to do
I won't swim in your jacuzzi
You can't make me
to an increase in poverty
And the highest rates of violence take place in some of the poorest boroughs"
Look, I bet them boys think I'm panickin'
Check what
I'm so sick of it
Everybody got the answers but nobody shit
Tryna take away what I can do, I won't give in
I already did it once so I won't recommit
Oooowwwh we're back
Take a Flic
Take a quick clip
Take a quick pic of my diesel engine
I'll show you how we do on a government tip
Keep it
I got bitches, I got bitches
I got bitches, I got, I got
I got bitches, I got bitches
I got, I got, I got bitches
I, I, I got bitches, I got bitches
Uh, go hard for that paper so
I can get what I want stood in the back
I couldn't fit in the front
Now I pull in the back
My whip sit in the front
A lot of people ask me stupid fuckin' questions
A lot of people think that what I say on record
Or what I talk about on a record
That I actually
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