Lyrics:
And they bumping the album you know how it goes
Hits for the ladies and some for the bros
Know how it goes
DND dnd don’t hit my phone
With the coupe down
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
you finish working out)
Feel so good, feel so good, yeah (or when your girl come before you do)
Every time I hit the block, the shepherd come
stu
I locked myself inside this booth
Cut communication with a few
And by the time you hear this shit
I'm workin' album number 2
Like Babyface I get
No one ever do it like me when I say shit
Rap so good I think of giving up my day shift
Dropped my last album that shit was for the ages
So now I
as fuck)
Midnight chills when i'm by myself (Midnight chills)
Midnight chills when i'm with the bros (With the bros)
No matter where i'm at when its night, i
Dici gone pull up and save the day
Yea I do not play
Chill at the beach yea the sun got the ray
Swim in the water get hit by the waves
Yuh
Yuh
Do
living like a Saudi prince
Until I get a wall of albums and my hits
Doing this the answer whether hit or miss (swish)
Moving in the cuts
Diamonds in
(Verse 1)
I was motivated by Scherff, now I'm killin every verse
Remember when they hated, now my album on they shirt
I got different flows, this
Remember 19 album I remember every album
Every single time to unreleased I know it any hour
So don't ask me if I do cuz I saw close to every outcome
gon' use a dummy page to hit his management
"I'ma need your artist on my album, what's the damages?"
I got the cameraman with me, let's shoot a movie
wit my partners
Next thing you know got walked out by the coppers
First juug I hit at school
Lord please forgive me I know you remember that
6 Peer
child
(Funky child) (Funky funky style) (Scratched by Lord Jazz 6x)
[Doitall]
Well um, back up baby, here come the schooler
We're hit when we dry
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
As a boy I would sit in my room
And listen to the radio
TNT (Top Nine Tonight) we'd learn
The biggest hits this country could hold
Seattle sound
Yeah, nigga (G. Ry got me)
Machine, bitch
(Ayy, Hit, how we gon' lose with shit like this, my nigga?)
Yeah, all praises due to the most high
a album don't you call this one a tape
RIP Sad Frosty copped a crib up by the lake
This hit gon last forever bump in 2028
Aye I done came too far just to go
A to, že to už som neni
Čo som býval je iba mýtus
Toto je obrovský album ty píčus
Nemôžeš ma vychovať pretože som už vychovaný
Tak nebuď prijebaný tak
Don't be surprised, look in the sky, yeah we finna fly
I got a suit, I got a tie, now I'm finna slide
Do a drive by, in the new ride, that shit apple
The world by the balls, eatin' out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin'
The fuck out on
And now I'm gettin' frowned and clowned on
But the only one who's
Of A Woman by AGNETHA FALTSKOG from the album Eyes Of A Woman at LyricsAndSongs.COM
I gave her all the reasons for being in despair
She said that
and dreams crushed by the demeanor of lust
I can find a couple hundred reasons why I'm losing your trust
You just had a hard time scooter, get on back before
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
(verse 1)
woke up from a long night of sex this mornin
Brushed my teeth, got fresh this mornin
Hear my girl talk a lil mess this mornin
Hit the hood
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