Lyrics:
what it really means to understand the reason he wanna make it by any means
Livin' the dream and when you focus on your self-esteem, then build yourself
energy on you
What do you think about where you are now?
Show me some conviction
The cowards won’t rise up
Show me some conviction
Afraid to face
[Big Boi]
Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car
Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about
Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out,
me where the guns and dope are and you'll get off
Don't give me that bullshit, I've heard about your raps
All you talking about is slanging
gold)
Fools gold
Now we're talking about a difficult thing
And your eyes are getting wet
I took us for better and I took us for worse
Don't you
really about
Get back
I don't wanna hear it
I'm gone
I don't wanna hear it
What do you mean that's a nice boat?
My dear, that is a yacht
Are you
you put up a fight,
Or is it only
Oh, so sweet
So lovely
I really like it
Oh, so sweet
Oh, so creative
That's what I'm talking about
You're my
alone and all the people with the big hats on went home
So what you gon' do now, Goldie? Your bottom left you
It's up to me and you, Goldie, through
For some reason I've never felt like
I had anybody by my side until I ran to these bad, bad
players and bad, bad, listeners, you know what i'm
all, maybe rough radar
Tough enough to perpetrate, I talk to you later
But wait, what about that midget brains
Unable to see reality too unreal
I'm
earth a lot of people jerked around about 300,000 to Syria
Are you serious?
I could never think of burying my children p-p-period
Nigeria, I'mma yell
a minute
Promiscuous girl
Wherever you are
I'm all alone
And it's you that I want
Promiscuous boy
You already know
That I'm all yours
What you
I told you that I would return
But by the look upon your face you had already discerned
You pulled me to the side and you begged for me to stay
But
Oh my god, have you seen Pulp Fiction
Yeah, but I don't really remember it
What you talking about? Have you seen uh
This is funny cause we're
what everybody's talking about
Familiarity breeds content
Are you content like me'
man, dope man (We just can't quit)
Dope man, dope man (Well suck this, bitch)
Wait a minute, wait a minute, who the fuck are you talking to?
Do you
night thoughts
If we can't learn to love
Then we will learn to lie
Are you just kissing up
Or sticking to your pride?
Everyone's talking about her
You
THAT DOESN'T MATTER TO ME
NO I DON'T BELIEVE IT
SHE'D KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT
IF I COULD ONLY CATCH HER BEFORE SHE LEAVES
SHE COULD BE THE ONLY
a road play bap bap you
Beat so unbrand just call me
Uptown beveling Jerry look at my
Brother's spike no talking
Bring alders on pass by your house
Only time heals, only time heals, only time heals
I'm tryna win, I can't take no losses
Ain't tryna sin, I'm surrounded by bosses
With them Gators, I
gonna be the party
We will party all night long
We are the party generation
So have a seat, what's in the bag?
Party on."
Round about one or two it
Motherfucker, you'd better break yourself
My skin is my sin, look at my complexion
Section 8, erection great
Balls like Ru Paul and a big fat
what will you do
Picture out the world I've seen
By your own point of view
Individual measures you
La-di-di-doo what will you do
Love, thing we are
I'm checking it, now I'm checking out
Now I start to scream, it's what it's all about, shout it out
Can you swee what it's all about, shout it out
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