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buzzing by word of that mouth, then they wanna hang around like apostrophes
But I don't tell these Ni**as sh*t, cuz they always gotta lot to say
If you skim
call out names
Means you fake, fake
People like me aren't huge by choice
There's one way
Kill dead, last man standing
You teach me a lesson, no way
I
and hating it
and speaking to ladies is keeping me from dating them lately
I keep debating whether or not I should get with them all
or respect 'em enough
CHEST
AINT NO CAPE ON MY BACK
I AINT HERE TO SAVE NOTHING BUT THE MONEY
SO DONT ASK ME FOR NOTHING
IF YOU AINT GET IT WITH ME
YOU AINT FINNA GET NOTHING
taking time quiet consolation
In passing by this love that's passed away
I know it's never easy
So why should you believe me
When I've always got so many
(Hey, ooh) don't stop, can't stop
Spizzy Spose in the house
We're gonna sex it out for
You if you don't mind let me tell you, girl
I like my sex by
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
Black lives still matter
Don't think that they haven't
I'm up!
I been down too long
Don't talk to me if you not tryna fuck
Grab the blunt
Smoking
appears to be, so I
Have not heard it yet
I'm looking forward to it
And it appears to be written
By one Dr Weinsteinium
Yes
Which is how I refer to you
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
of Men who live on Malice
Misery, Hatred and Anti-Human porn
Hawk can wake us from our Sleep
Then amazed by his Mystique
We'll let him lead us to the Brink
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
Relationship threatened by stuff that you hear, word, I hope we just persevere
Keep it a stack it's the truth calling game like I'm Peirce
That mean the ending
S hould not make sound
Like Vince I'm really the most woke in town
No time hoes, house niggas or clowns
A jit really Hell bound
Who better then me now
fixed
I've been standing up tall, how the fuck could I fall
Said it's you, but it's me getting picked
No, I ain't even asking for nothing
You can live
Can tell y'all never really been through pain
Being broke made me go insane
I talk to Dinero call me strange
When I die just bury me in chains
Pull
out
The game needs me like water in a drought
Don't bother with your mouth I'll slaughter the whole south
Abraham Lincoln I'm the father of this house
i'm lonely and i keep em by
Battle with some choices
Of having to make some choices
Battles with keeping it quiet
Or me making noises
Battle with using
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
killed by the Romans, pierced, dragged, and hung
He died in pain but won, he rose up out of the slum
So live your life while you have it, because everybody
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