Search results for 'i can do that by tanya tucker' Page #17

Tucker we did it again
Don't invite me to no parties, I'm in Crips sipping Bacardi

I'm not saying that I'm taped, but can you treat me like somebody
Yeah,

a whole lot of commas
he love when I do that roc dance
blue faces ducked off in my pants
get you some money they mad 
I'm getting to the bag 
I guess that's

am the glove
Remember those times I ain't even have no lunch
Yea
Really am the glove
Do this for gang to show them that we really up
Yea
Really am

do about it

I hope you're fine with your new life
You replaced me. I hope he treats you right
Jangan tanya pasal aku lagi
Kau happy kat sana, I'm hurt

nuh
Me nuh know make you a gwan so
Coke base unuh fi pass go

I smoke weed i don't give a fuck
I smoke weed i can't get enough
If you think that I

we've been going through lately
Heart broke, lovestruck
Telling y'all, "It ain't me."
Life without you, girl, is something that I can't see
I ain't gon'

find pain
Either catch one by the cartridge or the trigger that's slain
Numbing the topic, the indica guts and a dutch of chocolate
All cause ignorance

the team
I just do it for my momma, can't forget miss janine
So much passion and pain that's inside of me
Take the pain away when i roll up purple weed
Who

waiting by the bay
Lower East side yea you know how we ride
It's a All black affair big bosses over here
All black suit fitted like I'm Chris tucker
You

And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big

And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big

call that racial mixing moment
Now if Tucker Carlson says another fourteen words
I might have to kill two birds By OJ-ing a white girl
Fuck a T.E.R.F.

we'll meet again
I speak for every street urchin
Poster children of the grind we used to do the donkeywork
Barely made a dime that didn't kill our

can call me Kevin Gates
Six jobs seven days
Tell me that ain't the fuckin way
Well you can take that bullshit on today
Cause I been aimin for a day

feelin great baby,
I can't save baby, I ain't got a cape baby
You gettin pape baby, if you fuck with Bake baby
I don't play baby, swear that I don't play

scribble
Nose ring piff, sublime, dripping
OD shit I defy all living
Fueled by a passion that my arts driven
Vision, vivid I invite all ridicule
You pity

about you
이제는 말을해줘 baby where are you?
You prefer text? 
Or can I call you out of the blue?

Just dont blame 
Don't waste it 
Just play it cool 

You want

know me
I love what i love
You're the one, i can prove it

(Saint Yowzha Verse)
Sudah skian kali kau tanya kapan aku kembali
Kapan kita bertemu,kapan

a free range consultant

Where on Earth do you find one of those?
Bertie: By Hook!By Crook!

By Way! By Pass!

By Sea! By Air!

By Road!

By Grass!

By

so cold, it don’t care if you choke
Stack up the doh, that’s all that I know
Can’t trust these niggas cause you they gone fold
Won’t sell my soul, No

part
Walking mistake
But just know I got a good heart
My only motive is supply & demand
I'm tell my ppl you gotta get it how you can
I live by it
Not

make a "classic single" workin' at Wendy's
At your show you bombed, and I'm the bomb duh
Can't "Kerrigan" for you "Harden"ed criminals like Tanya
I

back back back back
Gotta lot of bars in the backpack backpack
You got some decent bars I can match that match that
Gotta lot of stars up in Rapchat

neighbour anyway 
Shades of brilliance, the resilience sheer 
Clear, have no fear 
Do I have to keep telling you dear
I'm the Andrew Cameron Evans of this rap