Lyrics:
on my dope cut off one of
your fingers send it in the mail you'll have my money by twelve send
the other four the game designed by me so I can't lose I
Old enough to be her dad
But the young men were just mad they nursed their grievances
And she was flattered by his charm
It wouldn't do her any
don't have to be another
If you don't love her
Go ahead and use a rubber
We be bashing our lookalikes
But the stories look just alike
Some men prayed for
ability to shut it all is all I need right now[00:19.10]Maybe we could us a little madness in our favor[00:21.32]I'm writing in my way back to my
(Cap)
Sweet like some maple
Splittin' the hash, I fucked up my table
Mess with my plans, we gon' put in some staples
Pop in ya house like I'm doin'
your wife, ya heard me?
Little fast bitch, actin' sarcastic
Need to get her ass kicked, tryin' to get the cash quick
She be my last pick, I got
you lacking on the fashion
I'm in the studio, like I'm trying to pay my taxes
I wrote this song while I was house sitting
Sitting in Bushrod, off
now, iced out, damn I can fuck an actress
40 thou for a brick now and that's not even taxin
Turn my spot to a lean house, all I drink is Activis
And I
hoopin' at the school house & shootin' dice
In & out the pen, real niggas might ? nice
Made this hog get the brew
Made me hit the weed
Eatin' at the ho
past this other girl's house
Who would not accept my calls
I noticed she had her light on
As I drove slowly by
I wondered if she noticed me
I
Bullets hit anyone walking by straggling
She won my heart, but it's stuck in an avalanche
Get it back pussy boy down on his luck playing pity pat
Run
house
To them niggaz down by the store
When niggaz say they like me
That's the same motherfuckers in the game that tried to shice me
Mama say boy you have
Now the night before Christmas, I was sitting in my house
And there wasn't nothing moving around, not even a mouse.
The socks were hung by
But it's quiet when black men are killed in this attire
You and I wear
Check the year it's 2020 shit ain't right here
May I repeat it's 2020 men are
Play O-Dog in Menace and drive-by men
Real gangsters keep a bitch in the wheel, workin' the gas tank
Hoes on the strip, bringin' that cash in
Think
'bout sleepin' on couch
Ain't no Tom and Jеrry yellin' rat in the house
I bе on my bullshit so it's back to the south, yeah
You can't fuck with me now
Replaying conversations in my head by my ex-wife
From the house work that I did, to the kids, even our sex life
She said I was crazy so I threatened to prove
All these sticks in the trunk I might go by a panda
And I'm, fucking on a cougar, Black Panther
Had to, fuck a nigga bitch then pass her
Little bitch,
buying gats and pounds
And I laugh in my rhymes 'cause you cats is clowns
Smash you down, patch you down
We take yo guns and we blast yo' round
cute little divos
Or rich city guys i just want to enjoy (Uh)
By having a very good time
And behave very bad in the arms of a boy
There's a she-wolf in
only just a little place that we called home sweet home
One old house trailer two rusty Cadillacs and 5000 country music songs
I always sent my songs
Baby dats why nana
My emergency
I no go do like men used to do
I go do fight for your body Mon nunu I go be by your side eh
mai beauty lady me I go give
Another morning in Galilee
The boat was being tossed in the Sea
And when the storm was getting stronger
Jesus came by walking on water
He said to the men -
and the men who had the horn
cnd they all looked very happy in the morning
Now Jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours
Where the elephant man broke
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