Lyrics:
put it on the
Turntable, I got taxed it started burning up, why it's smoking? Had to be the
Sound coming straight from oakland $hort dog, it's a mack
Baby love, what is all this playing for?
Told me you ain't taken so
Call on me to break you off, yeah
No one's up, I'm in my Uber rolling up
Say you
there's only one H, I'm impossible to replace, not
Even by the hand of god can, or even if I'm face to face with myself, needed a break
A fraction of my
Mustard on that beat, ho
Baby girl, shake that (God damn)
You gon' make me spank that
I'm tryin' not to break that (Oh yeah)
It's the big payback
make you feel real good
Now if I were a psychic baby then our love
Would last cause I'd go into the future
And prevent all break ups from coming
Put your hands up if you love your body
Put your hands up if you love your mommy
Put your hands up if you love your skin
What you wear are
up, you shot it up
Now your hands are cold
Your lips ice blue… ice blue
And it’s my love song for you
Your world breaks in two
My love song for you
So
Listen up everybody if you want to take a chance
Oh my God, we're back again
Don't worry 'cause it won't take long
Gotta question for you better
a chair we couldn't break
And the harp with the woman's head nobody would take for song or pity sake
The night before Christmas I cried with the cold
thats a give and go ylu getting stopped in the paint thats by greg monroe
See me billing up a raw thats a finger roll you dont gotta cut the lights just
I feel like I might blow something up mate
I feel like No-one knows me anymore
Like I'm Cellmate Stizzy, it's hard to adapt to the free world
I'm
I'm not wit none of that
Standin' around lookin' cool and shit
I want you motherfuckers to jump the fuck up
And have some motherfuckin' fun
You
Uh! I'm smoking right now
Adjust my Louie V vision fall up in the spot
As long as me and my gang get in
Every nigga I came with, came to spend chips
on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
Drew walks by me,
These Egyptian rappers know that I'm the legend
Propelling, my rapping through the masses
One day you'll hear my songs from Cairo up to Calabasas
You
sing you this song
Open another big box of cheap wine we're over 30 we're doing just fine
El Hefe is not satanic he's one hip hispanic
He grew up with
songs, did he
That don't deserve no answer, hoss
Let's light up and just move along
Do you think he wrote 'em about your mama
Or about the man who
control
I've got nobody left to blame
No hopeful trust for me to break
And I am faster, no one's laughing
Goodbye
The memories will fade away
Whether I'm right or whether I'm wrong
Whether you will weather this winter song
The season will break and the colors will run
Whether I'm right
Beemer out
Pack it up in the trunk, go back to Kima house
Cause I can play cool, but I can't play fool
There's options in break up, you ever play pool?
night
Singing sad songs
Cause you don't treat me right
I won't be there
I don't need you by my side
I don't wanna break down
Just to crawl right back
walking through the forest by yourself
all there is, is I and eye and theres nobody else
walking through the forest like a creep
you've been up for
with a spiked fuckin' bat (ooh)
What's up, blaow
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' pull your fuckin' tongue out your fuckin' mouth
And stab the shit with
Mister
(Hey Mister!)
Get it by the gram, call it Insta
I'm so lazy tell my hoe to get the pitcher
Liquor, I'm straight up, she on Margarita mixer
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