Lyrics:
doing? Hell, I thought you'd never ask
Cheers, I believe this too shall pass me a beer
That's the way the world spins
Take the good with the bad
and thanking you for your blessing
Confession is good for the soul, that's how I'm trying t roll
Be one of the greats, see the Pearly Gates now that's the goal
father's eyes.
And on that day when we will pay for all the deeds we have done,
Good and bad they'll all be had to see by everyone.
And when you
you'll be stayin'
That old pot of gold
Ain't so easy to find
But if you'll stand by me
Oh, girl, I'll keep peace of mind
I can't give you the world
good
Oh no I ain't givin' a bite
Don't get mad just forget your shawty
Playa playa playa she's that life of the party
I get her what she wants, no matter
of us
Find that life ain't beautiful
We switch to
Pharmaceuticals
Your nine to five
Ain't suitable
For the cuticles
I'm going bad
Currently I keep
from now on.
If you want be a real good racehorse, let me do your trainin' from now on.
And I will make you win races, mama that have never been won.
Marbury
And your ring gotta rock the size of strawberries
Everything that you want I got it don't worry
And I know it ain't about the chips
Just my way
of the rappers I've been feeding on
Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word?
Ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should
Hey, honey
Cat got your tongue
Don't look so funny
Mister comedian
Joke's on you
And you're good at bed
So where's my money
I know you're bad
good morning
I heard you niggas don't like us but so what?
This beef is like, "what the fuck did he say in his rap, Em?"
I can see that he's just
one day and discovered this DJ who was mixin'
I say it to this day, if you ain't listened to the The Wizard
You ain't have a fuckin' clue what you was
names
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Don't you know me? I
bad)
Whiskey, whiskey, won't you go away?
Come again some other day
'Cause her memory came out to play
And I'm tired of it, tired of it
I don't
I can play some tennis
Lil Herb, what's good?
I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride
For a homicide when it's
seduce
Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't
She's been stolen from you (it's like a verbal
we past all the test
Through the good and the bad
And that's why I wanna see it by now
No, I ain't got nobody else in mind
I know it's you
No, I
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey
'Cause you know I'll getcha one by one, ain't no fun
I
alone
(Never, never let them hurt you)
Here where there is love no other man has known
In good times or in bad times I will be there
And I'll take
A nigga do a trick, yeah, on the dick, yeah
You claimin' you want a picture, that ain't shit, yeah
The nigga with the money, yeah, don't act funny, yeah
by me
Through the good times and bad
She will always, always be right there
Sunny days
Everybody loves them
Tell me
Can you stand the rain
walk the floor ghosts of the love that ain't no more
I'd like to have what we once had and there ain't no use that's too bad
You're too much a part
put on that skirt
She wants to get naughty; we can get bad
She's a good girl with the good girl dance
I'm ice cream, she's a hot swirl
We can get
Every second, every minute, man I swear that she can get it
Say if you a bad bitch put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Tell 'em
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