Lyrics:
You know, in this case
It's calling gingerbread men
A gingerbread person
When obviously
They're men
Yuh, Shamter holiday
Yaasing at the mass
So we
Elevator to the top, hah, see you later, I'm gone
Penthouse suite, Penthouse freaks
In house beach, French count sheets, ten thou a piece
Rent-out lease,
a hater
Elevator to the top, hah, see you later, I'm gone
Penthouse suite, Penthouse freaks
In house beach, French count sheets, ten thou a piece
interstate gonna break you or make you want it some more
A little change in my pocket ain't got no bills if I fold
I hear em say that they want it until they
In a little house
By the glowing dump
Called Oak Track
Driving down by the new beach
Is the only cure
I hang my hostages
It was pretty great
of me
Twenty-one-three
I was busy making music for my buddies and me
Me and Cat were in that student house, loving with ease
I know we're still like that
on time
A model of consistency and national pride
Authorized by the U.S. Constitution
Might I add
Columbia House meant endless CDs
Publisher's Clearing
by the barrow men
Stop the act the axe falls on the lower end
Break our backs for a small piece of our origin
Cover up our faces adrenochromes collagen
A yes yes y'all
It's too fresh y'all
A little b-boy blue
You know it's too beucou
I've been from New York to Cali
Spent two days in the valley
always quick to point out all my flaws when I was leaving out yours
Here's a message little girls, little boy
You could be the dirtiest muh'fucker in
to take me to
the seaside August Bank Holiday... The pier... Making
little castles in the sand. I can still feel me toes wiggling
around in the briny.
By
Old man Wrigley lived in that white house
Down the street where I grew up
My mama used to send me over with things
We struck a friendship up
I
a dream in my life
Because a dream is what you want to do, but still haven't pursued
I knew what I wanted and did it till it was done
So i've been the dream
what bills your two cents gonna pay?
You can all get fucked
I'll eat a goddamn bullet 'for I let you get in my way
You get one in on me and that's two
to my house, fucked her
Oh, put it in my ass, no, no, no, no
Not ya dick, ya whole fist
I turned around, my pop's dick in her mouth
What's goin' on with
at home.
I fell in love with my enemy.
I let go.
Two cool people came.
They're hiding by the door.
Eyes wide with fright.
A guy, a girl,
in love
toxicity, stop calling my phone
And I know that in my heart, I was never the wrong, I made promises to everyone, I had to be strong
There's only little time
intertwined.. Lock in with me...
cin't I show up to engagements just keeping my little clean...
Print it.. The game ain't much different really... I see
Man, what the fuck this nigga want?
Shit 4:30 in the morning
Calling a nigga this fucking early, this nigga crazy
Phone rang, it's my nigga G
books by Malcolm Nance
I yelled "Oh hell no!"
There's a problem with this schism
They got to you and not I need to do an intervention
I called my friend
Tone!
Hurry up, get your ass in the truck, it's time to leave
[Ghostface Killah]
Hold on, I gotta polish my ring, throw on my Clarks
And you know, I
to the knowledge that your God Yahweh's Hebrew Israelite children
Our opponents keeping us caged in
Whether locked in the big house or the little one under Cains kin
the days as they go, wish to slow up the rate that my nieces are growing
A house with some space, a big fountain, and gate ain't got shit on this place I
to everybody who was here from the fuckin' beginnin
Yeah
My crew filled with hustlers, you could ask them
Hardworking, intelligent black men
I got lawyers, I
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