Lyrics:
baby caught by the feds she ain gon tell em shit
I get bitches I get bread and I get hell of it
Yeah i tried to tell her how i feel but im so hesitant
wishing well water imported from Pluto
That's why my eyes is glassy, so ain't got to ask me
The interplanetary Illuminati move your body
I trekked
Cause if somebody come for me its gonna be a body
Hit a lick that lick I move in silence I ain’t tell nobody
All this cake on me like my first birthday
break the bread when niggas helpless
I meant this
And I don't need nobody else
I'm off the Percocet it's in my body
I'm off the lean that shit it make me
ever get to me
I'm workin' all day, and I'm makin' a better me
I don't know why, but I feel so depressed
Like the weight on my body is all on my chest
I
Will Ferrel
I need a crib by the lake, bitch I been getting cake, only eat shrimp and steak if I go on a date
Finna go break the bank, man I need a new
I keep a ooter by my side
If he run up then he don't love his life
Loosing niggas lately
I tell my brothers that I love 'em twice
Demons in my sleep
to cry
Big and capable minds are hard to come by
I look at elections and think it's wack
Do not try to play me just cause I'm black
Whole damn world sees
shit and brought back again
Uh
She Just Want a thug she don't want no love
Body goin numb when we off the drugs
I just wanna fuck I don't wanna Cuff
I did not have
Sexual relations with that woman
But I did
I met her at a show I kind of like her
By the end of night I'm a pipe her
She hanging out
'm addicted to that money won't get blinded by the spotlight
I was drinking on the Henny I was trying to get my mind right
And her body on a ten she be feening
Left the body by the seaside
Took the 1 Express to the West Side
Strapped myself in the backseat death ride
Farm to table Nitroys Oxide
Giving
up all of my guns
And I smoke by the pack this yo deadhomie runtz
Astral projection I'm faded as fuck
Off of the codeine make double cup love
European
gon' buss
Leave his body hole laced with bullet holes and guts
I never asked for nobody help
All I know money ain't gon' come by itself
When I get
that try to get the packs flipped
Chopper hit his body make a nigga do a backflip
Hardbody nigga, fuck your bitch and send her back quick
I got
Over My Dead Body
After the Nazis we were baited by the Russian bear
our "liberators" wanted Poland for a thoroughfare
I was a victim
the girls tryna date me are not here for the love
They just want the money, I just laugh at them by
Gold digger standards i just don't make enough
And so
Let
You don't know what pain is
You don't know how pain feel
It's like my body hurt shit I'm steady pooping pain pills
Got it out the dirt and I
I got this money I left them in awe
One op, two op, three op, gone
Niggas be dead by the end of the song
If my bro Catch this body, he won't make it
echo, echo
All night till we let the sweat roll
Then I leave and it's on to the next role
Yeah, I want love, but I gotta get this bread tho
My body real
your bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed
your bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed
you better see the world
I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave
But remember one thing, don't lose your head to a woman that'll spend your bread
So
you better see the world
I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave
But remember one thing, don't lose your head to a woman that'll spend your bread
So
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