Lyrics:
Say Mo (yeah bruh)
You remember them broads on the strip out in Vegas?
(Uh-huh, what about 'em?) Well
I don't know if I told you or not but (hm)
on Sunday.
I really wanna dress u up like u on a runway
Baby girl . I stg all we need is one day.
One day.
One day.
By the time that it's over it'll prolly
of just paying bills
It ain't real
And thats how I grew like so many more
And it is part of who I am i am very sure
You wanna know the rage I feel in my
money get back more the more you give
I gave you chances but you fucked it up don't know how to forgive
I'm never spending money on a bitch who ain't got
or skinny whores
Just go get more
I don't give a fuck what a nigga think
I'm the shit bitch smell my stink
Balling like a bitch nigga
I be skylar diggens any
bleeding, can't think about sex
Irritated by your Kotex
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll pull out my dick bitch, you can suck
Now here, don't
Half a hundred on your neck
Is you gone die about respect
Talk to God wonder
Why I never hear him talking back
Wonder if he got my message, time will
ham
Manam eno medonam
Learn from the great
Im the king
Never too late to abolish hate
On the low
I carry a 44
You Know
Im more than the average Joe
I
I apologize that I wasn't there more
Workin' in LA, lookin' like I cared more
About my stupid job, if you askin' why I'm here
I need to fund my
ain't even here
I'm ready to get up and get all my own, but I got three more fuckin years
Nigga 15, with a big dream to make it on out this ghetto
But
and no discipline
They don't have a conductor
And they so they don't submit
But quite a few of them baptize
People how I pray that you'd look at this
the plans but
Damn
You forced a nigga hand know what I'm saying
Look that's besides the point
Call my nigga Luffy
Tell him light the joint
Hit it once
needs to stay for like three days
I tell the mechanic i get some oil and I'll be on my way
He gives me the look like you sure about this bud
I fuck him up
To crack and look more like bombshells
But not the kind of subpar bombshells
That broke us but the
Kind that end lives and yet
Somehow we keep on
Living in
It's about fun and happiness, yes go play
I'm doing what I want, I'm being chill
Yes, I feel like I'm already on that hill
cm I doing right by making
wrapped
In a black swisher
I always dreamt about being more
Got off my ass and I put up a score
The whole entire board filled with poor
Sports was my first
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
the work and ima pray for it
Wait for it
They say I'm blowing up like a clay more
Showing out just take a look up at the game score
Do this for the times
There is something on your mind
By the way you look at me
Something on your mind, oh, honey
By the way you look at me
Can what you're thinking
Bring
one look, you shook, you know I'm stickin' you
Liftin' you off the ground, look down, that's where I'm puttin' you
Look in my eyes and remember me,
did ask about me
Heh
I been really meaning to try to get to talk to you
For now but
You know how a man's pride is
Sometimes it kind of won't let him do
guess that's why I'm always by myself
I'm not supposed to be
But left it in the hands of someone else
Is what I think about myself the truth
You always
Jerry Jeff Walker
Manny was a maker of hats, Manny was much more than that
He was the kind of guy, you and I would want for a friend
Manny was
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