Lyrics:
I'm standing on business, I am a man
A man on the come up, no dirty Dan I'm covered by Blood, not by a man
A Son who died on the cross for a Stan I
Just in case if you forgot ayeye-ye (Party)
We go by the Runners
Okay, wassup, you feeling alright?
I'm good, feels like one of those nights
I got
left to see
Hey Everybody
If you listen to the beat
We'll celebrate it now
By stomping our feet
Hey everybody
Do you know what I mean
We can
Music (ASCAP), Sing It Louder
(BMI). Song For Everyone contains interpolations from Drift Away written by M.
Williams. Published by Almo Music Corp.
as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me
Ooh, uh the way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh I just can't help it
Tryna keep
yes I am
The great I am
I flow like Sam
I flow all week
I blow down streets
I'm on my feet
The beat by Yee
They know my fee
They know I'm deep
They know
She get in the back cause she digging
The tracks and the tight beat
Ridiculous raps, you niggas is wack
Lyrically asked to a hype beat
Kicking the facts
actually Free, Willy
I got my face on a quarter
You got drawn and quartered
Tortured on the orders of a king, really?
How'd you get beat by a dude named
to beat the beat Kaili e tradition ndine mwana wamu tumbuka corrupted by religion ha
Nkani ya money chuma dollar tuli che (Tuli che) Ma gello fulu fulu
toxic.
Getting Fucked up by some hot shit.
Two William Lawson's and some hashes,
One day your car runs in the tree, crashes
Burnt into cemetery grounds
MILES AND RUNNIN
13 I’M HUNGRY, GOT THE ITCH FOR LYRICS
PAC HIT MY SPIRIT
RAKIM’S THE ILLEST
LOCKED IN TO TIMBERLAND BEATS
AND AALIYAH’S AT LEAST ONE IN
She just wanna uh
Oh you on go fr
Shawty on that pole
And she gone twerk she be on go fr
What's your PRO
Why
You must be signed by sesac
Told her do
all
Love & Light
Lyrics Written By c.F.Williams
Williams
People think I'm crazy I don't have many friends
Because I'm leaving beats molested I should be arrested
But trying to stop the great isn't
the paper
Wintertime, drop the top, flex on all the haters
I'm in love with diamond chains, fuck a wedding ring
Love to spoil myself, I by myself
High five won't you give me yo soul
Drive by
Do the dash
We giving and go
Yea we sweeping the flo
Do the dirty work
Put on a show
Anything
of me, peep
I take a Stevie Wonder/Luther Vandross creep
To the studio and murder the beat
Look at the side of Ricky Williams' helmet is the fleur-de-lis
*heart beats*
*woman sings in background as the Intro begins*
(Intro)
Ryan pump blast shattered glass in the classroom
Penny tried to hide in
is fuckin' crazy
Poppin' like Jay-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest and bitch I've been ready to kill it, it's so
down my face
Been backstabbed like it ain't a thang
I turn around I catch my name pronounced in their dirty mouth
Do I look like a damn clown
Do I
Chorus Coming down new sound
Should be thankful
Dirty riffs Dirty beats Dirty samples
Sell out show take the money
Then we cancel
the team
Country boys that don't mind getting dirty
Country boys working hard for that green
Country boy with some beat up working hands
Country boy got
[Wyclef]
Ladies N gents
Back by popular demand
Its the G&B with Carlos Santana
[Product g&B]
Li we in up in here its not a game no more
You
getting bread, like I wonder
S3TBXK pulled some beats up, got 2 lines, okay I'm ready
I got all this muscle, I guess I'm a skinny Chevy
Look like Eddie
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