Lyrics:
the shower
Laughing by the hour
Life is such a breezy game
I love all kinds of weather
As log as we're together
Oh I love to hear you say my name
I
you hear the song so dance
Don't always think I'm tryna get in your pants
Um, 'cause see me, my pimpin's in 3D
I'm takin' you places you only see
breezies
Jon doin' thangs, now that's so true
And you bad news bitch I
Ain't fuckin' with you
Punk bitch think she real smart
Runnin' that G but talk is
dada in 3D
I give em the geebies and who these niggas swore they was he she's
They got pussies under they PPs my bad bruh
I can get it demonic running I
anyhow?
Our time is up
(One, two, three, four)
Dog eat dog, every day
On our fellow man we prey
Dog eat dog, to get by
Hope you like my genocide
Feel like I'm balling like a champion
I know they don't understand that
Chris Breezy way my diamonds dancing
I only care about those bands yeah
Robert Williams smack that hoe!
Ain't no Chris Breezy, everything i do real easy
Go by the palm tree's that shits really breezy, no hurricane
The doc hit
I don't know just what I'd do
If the Lord wasn't walking by my side
When I was drifting (when I was drifting on the sea of a despair)
And I was
that I live
Now your by my side
If you return again
I'll be the saddest man
My lips will burn your skin
If you return again
Please dont return
(I'm hoping that you don't)
(625 FBE Shit)
Feel like I want her, she want me
I see that shit in 3D
I'm feeling like her love is a drug, I just might
party
Who gone cut the deck call me three card marley three card marley
Im at your bitch crib Playing sweat box
I got your bitch by her hair Shes your
Traumatized by your hips go slow
Don't pretend that you don't need me
I been trippin' I been seeing 3D
Girl I love it when you dance on me
(Baby dance on me)
Murder by numbers, one, two, three
It's as easy to learn as your A, be , see, D, E
the page
Live forever in a day
All by yourself
All by yourself
You can change everything all by yourself
All by yourself
All by yourself
You're
crack dealin' to rap villain, my new profession
Who wanna see me at eight deep, fuck 3D
You coward ass motherfuckers'll never see me
Bustin' with
a million, by hustlin since my adolescense
From crack dealin to rap villain, my new profession
Who wanna see me at eight deep, fuck 3D
You coward ass
He'd get home at five-thirty
Fix a drink and sit down in his chair
Pick a fight with momma
Complain about the kids gettin' in his hair
At night
Hup! Two! Three! Four!
Keep it up! Two! Three! Four!
Hup! Two! Three! Four!
Keep it up! Two! Three! Four!
Oh, the aim of our patrol
Is
money in my hands that I'd really like to blow
Swag swag swag, on you
Chillin' by the fire while we eating fondue
I don't know 'bout me but I know
the sweet by and by" (in the sweet, by and by)
Then we'd sing, "I'm on my way to Canaan's Land"
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
Revivals
Damn, we can pop out, 3D
You know that I get it wet, get it fiji
You put my videos up on your tv
You wanna smoke, now I'm rolling up gg
And I love you
wrist watch
Biggest crib on the block
Youngings yell that's my spot
3D never photoshopped
Everybody mad I'm winning on the daily
You ain’t on the team you
gonna be, when you gonna be brother
Zero the hero
You sit there watch it all burn down
It's easy and breezy for you
You play your life
Ocean tides arise
Waves crash lullaby
Stars gleam in the sky
Night sings soft and high
Moonlight whispers low
Wind's gentle breezy show
Serenade we
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