Lyrics:
my kitchen wall
It burst like a bubble
And it made me wish
Love slept with the fish
Or at least had a lane brain stung by a double
In the mirror I
reveal can make you so strong, yeah
Tell me where is the proof, does it lie in the truth
I believe we can be anyone
When my conscience comes undone
I
the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration
I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
There is
something
Ain't no ho all in my body
They'll never take nothing
Gone off that drank, every day I'm loaded
Hop in that Jag, drive it like it's stolen
Hundred
is the proof, I drink a 100 Proof
Cop searching the coup, I got some herb in my boot
When Wu is coming through, the outcome, critical
F***ing with
I speak", y'all estrogen speak
Respected by kings only, address me as chief
Invested in things only a vet would
Only lames front on kings, that's
Pluto Richey, Richey Pluto, however, you wanna say it (bah-bah-bah-bah)
Yeah, murder
Two of my chains ten-hundred thousand, one of my rings cost
Three hundred and sixty-five days
I'll give you all my presents, boy, I'm for you
Not just on Christmas
Baby, whether rain or shine
Naughty or nice
am hungry tonight
Your smell dissolving in the air
Tells me you won't be by my side
Hours pass in silent solitude
While I tell you what to do
Your
the back of a bus watching the world grow old
Watching the world go by all by myself
I took a faithful leap and packed up all my things and
All my love
goin' down
Every time we come around
Y'all throw that money up, catch it comin' down
Every time we come around
Baby let me blow a hundred on you
Every
on the roof
The bourbon is a hundred proof
It's you and me and the telephone
Our destiny is quite well known
We don't need to sit and brag
All we gotta do is
be me
Now here I am with no apology
You wouldn't want to hear anyway
That bottle is empty
It's all to sooth
Whiskey gets me baby
But Pain is 99 proof
I
me feelin' like a jerk
Hundred dollar car note, two hundred rent
I get a check on Friday, but it's all ready spent
Workin' for a livin'
(Workin')
get
Money in the streets like a hundred men
A hundred proof in my other hand
If ever fall spring back like a
Rubberband know what I'm sayin
Because
got the black cat bone and I got a mojo, too.
I got the John the conqueror Root, gonna mess with you.
I'm gonna make you girls lead me by my hand,
a good hell and he succeeded
He began by putting thorns all over the trees
He mixed up the sand with millions of fleas
He scattered tarantulas along
to just get by
But all I really want is you tonight
Taking shots in the parking lot
We were so scared that we'd get caught
I pulled you close, you held my
like a cargo ship, uh
I'm 23 with a money tree
Growing more too, I just planted a hundred seeds
It's ironic 'cause my mother was a florist
And that's
Chee
Let's get down to the basis of the matter
I need like 100 million in my bank account
Who de play for here
Who de zuzu
Show proof of funds before
You broke into this world of mine
Stole my heart, you robbed me blind
While I wasn't looking at all,
Without a warning or a sign,
It seems
drink Absolut straight it burns
Enough to give my chest hairs a perm
I don't need a chemical blow to pull a ho
All I need is Chemical Bank to pay
Yeah uh, fo' fo' bulldog, my mothafucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker fetch
I'm fucking her good, she got her legs on my neck
I told baby girl I'd be strapped, that made her worry more
Street niggas live by dirty laws, I got my stripes, how you earnin' yours?
Can't let
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