Lyrics:
Penny Loafs
I Get Money Fuck With Bitches That Get Me Mo
Man You Know The Plan
Same Shit Different Hoes
Ya We Cut The Ears And The Tails Off
Mickey Mouse
change your mind
I don't have to make you love me
I just wanna take your time
And I don't wanna blow your phone up
I just wanna blow your mind
I don't
launcher
And send it to Mitch McConnell
Just as big of a bitch as Donald, shit's on, bruh (haha)
Let me sing this shit soprano while I do it pizzicato
To ride around on twenties
It's only life to ride around with the semi
Get outta bounce
I won't blow the whistle - I'mma blow
The pistol - ya hear me?
Quit
ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you and your mic can ease on down the road
Assholes are like opinions, everybody got to have one
Shootin' in
meant to be
I just gotta work at it like a crack addict up in rehab (let me hold you)
In my arms, in my mind all the time
I wanna keep you right by
don't smack and I'm out
Eighteen and over, I wants to bone ya
When I blow that mind, baby (All night, alright)
I'm gonna drive you crazy (All
When I come back, I'll be shootin' more than just paintballs
Trust me
Monkey see, monkey do
Don't ever make the first move, just let 'em come to you
blow for me, I maestro, shit
That white whip sit
Like a slight wrist slit
Suicide shit, you can by shit if you write this shit
Nigga and right this
Then they throw you in the game then you mothafuckin' blow it out
Now everything is alright
Hold up, let me get my mind right
Let me get my mind
(Red-man!) they done let me out
(Red-man!) they done called my name
(Red-man!) they done read the four chapters..
Now I'm back, brick city, I've been born
Everybody follow me
Better make up your mind
Let's get the show on the road
We're gonna have a party
Come along or you'll be sorry, sorry
You know
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you
Young buck callin me he wanna
Be a friend of me my hearts empty (empty)
So don't tempt me (Tempt me)
That red dot on the Glock will blow ya memory
I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles
Oh that shit is on?
Let me drop some shit like this here, real smooth
At night I can't
Everybody pay attention to me
I got the answer
I got the answer
We'll rock it to ya with a capital G
So get your hands up
So get your hands up
Dog's no liar (uh)
Keep your fantasy hot like fire
Jump, jump, let me see you do the stump
Girls, let me see you shake your rump (yeah)
Brothers, hit
Everybody follow me
Better make up your mind
Let's get the show on the road
We're gonna have a party
Come along or you'll be sorry, sorry
You know
the two of us girls ya know I love you more
It took me by surprise I must say
When I found out yesterday.
Don't ya know that I heard it through
the Jakes'll hit ya forty-one times
So I live by the sword and obey hood laws
Make my team click like high heels on wood floors
Let my niggas live
We show
of time
Blow out brains, see now you out ya fuckin' mind
You get gauged, for a pound of the wicked nine
Ya playin' games to the sound of them guns fire
Uh, let's take a trip (let's take a trip, let's take a trip)
Trip into the mind (in the mind)
The mind of the wise
Okay, uh, enter the seventh
I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles
Oh that shit is on?
Let me drop some shit like this here, real smooth
At night I can't
Love him
Can't get enough of him
Everyone winks
Nobody's nosy
Side by side
He's just crazy about me
By side
He's a very tender guy
You
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