Search results for 'aint no fun waiting round to be a millionaire by acdc' Page #180

the police ain't no 911 dialing
But No lie, I don't feel safe
I just wanna runaway to a place that Be so far away
Don't tell me that I'm okay and why I'm

close and all I see is your smile
Get the urge I hit ya contact, could never hit dial
Surround myself with a crowd
But been alone for a while
Ain't no

you're picking up what I imply 
Jay Ghost to Genesis
Y'all know what the premise is
Flow so cold it ain't got no blemishes
Waiting for day I can open up my

like a Guinness
Hennessey in my cup nigga yeah I'm winning
Faded like a barber cut ain't no better feeling
Remy waiting for me in the fridge she cold

I'm Tony before they hoe me on Ta Shaunna
Bad bitch
I just keep her round cause you look good beside me
She built like Ruby Rose ain't got to buy my

a fairytale sometimes
And other times, I'm doing well
Other times
We spend so much time on the road
Ain't no home
Grandma said "We should grow wings from

to happen in my story. If I had no fear of death
Bet I wouldn't be here rappin' at you
But my spirit said that I shouldn't give up

There must be something in

house
I was gettin' sucky face right there on that tan couch, he'll be all up in the room fuckin' a 'lil bitch brains out
Grimey niggas, we ain't worried

my pain
Go ahead and take a shot for me
While you're at it tell the devil ain't no stopping me

A yo my best bet is go on invest in the .
But round

Meditation and verses that be on my station
If I ever led you wrong I hope I can't erase it
I ain't waiting for a deal nothing left for me to wait on
I'm just

the girls get so horny
By the fourth chord
We started a Hawaiian beach orgy
She do the hula on my dick
And she ain't even getting paid
She putting flowers

on
Duffle gang niggas get hogtied
Paper never passing me by like the far side
You can either get a soft 9 or a hard 5
Play your cards right you be like

Don't call my phone for no reason, early in the Morning
Don't wanna talk, leave me alone, I rather count the ceilings
Jolly season round me but I ain't

on the beat and I get pretty selfish
It's helpless to run i'm runnin' this city
This ain't what you want
I'm taking in lunch I do this for fun
While i'm

Straight no chaser babe don't vomit
No biggie like Christopher Wallace
Hot boy summer I ain't cuffing stop it
Look, had to graft and Jugg Issa lot
Summertime

of you
When i'm by my self but i'm drinking for two
When these hollywood girls ain't as witty as you
I'm like
Funny maybe money'd make me something to you

Through music I could be the Man
But most of the real went to Heavens Gates
And we left with fake
No backbones ain't expecting great
Just accepting fates

Street Fighter Riddim

D Double E

Street Fighter Riddim

Oh my gosh
It's D Double
Hold tight Swerve on production
It's street fighting time

Round 1, fight!

If it's me you're mad at
You'll get

the life paint you the strife
Ain't no free lunch motherfuckers paying the price
Hang me with Christ, nails through my ankles and wrists
Speak truth

relick em
I ain't talkin bout no tongue
She gettin paper
So now she homeless
No bum
Heard she got a roomate with her
And they both so fun
Both

on the dance floor
Waiting for the boy to make a move, with the escort
My taste is exquisite, I’m too picky when I pick (Aye)
Got they chicks around me but ain’t

along, hammers banging to the drums of the song
Covered in grease
The next track will be the one that we want
Aye, No Olivia John
I went over on my data

the germs?
Cause the mental blocks I got be at a point of no return
And that shit just isn't worth a short ass convo with a girl
I been feeling desperate, I

got a life, he's gotta try
There's a wife and son waiting for him, he ain't even twenty-five
I could never be ready bro, I just gotta keep my steady