Lyrics:
a bowling pin
If you got two friends
Baby we can make a plan
Roll again
I'm just trynna roll again
Roll two woods and I'm trynna roll again
Mood Mary J you
I’m big willie, no bike gear
I told you bitches last year I’m a rap bitch nightmare
That’s why I call you Buzz Lightyear
’Cause by the time you start
Back side, back side
Water I baptize, baptize(Cmon)
And she said she got a thing for girls, shawty play both sides(Ya)
And I'm doing all of this by
of hustlers
First of all, I switched the protocol
Been teachin' 'em how to ball since Mike went "Off the Wall"
And furthermore, I'm a hustler to the core
With Mike and Robin and some songs
I had a girl once in Sweden but
I haven't seen her for too long
I drift down to the Cousins and
The usual people
and the boy Mike D
Playa haters, wanna know who I be
The capital letters, F-A to the T
Coming down slow, in my candy red drop
Everybody looking at me, but
Sligga on the beat
Up till the sunrise
Smoking on that dynamite
My bitch Look like Aphrodite
She call me when the mood right
I hit the plug for Mike
Mike Will Made-It
EarDrummers
I can't trust my iPhone, I can't trust these bitches
Haters praying for my downfall, at least they're religious
[Rae & Christian]
You know how we be reckoning white labels hard-to-get
Once again
Live on Grand Central
Next stop - Grand Central
[Mike G]
(Hook)
Top floor at the condo what a nigga mean couple racks inside my skinny mike amiri jeans i been balling every season got to pick a team lord
out
4th quarter, how you gon go and take Mike out?
Summertime Chi, I had to pull the bike out
Riding getting nice cause it's nice out
Let's land in
I've got Butterflies
I've got Pin Strips on my Shirt
Like I was Bowling
Like I'm going to be the first
To get a Strike
Getting Pumpkin Spice
bowling
And how many grits, how many licks would it require
Until my lips are getting tired
Grips are getting wider by the nanosecond
Looking panoramic
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
OG, Hold lean, really have shuff, See the water in the glass
They know noting wait for me to fuck, she wants to play bowling
But I want to fuck her
Mike and Phil rings Jay's
Sell they soul for their dreams
Trap queens turn fiend
For molly and purple lean
Seen negus that I love switch
Seen the plug
all
I got gas like propane I just rolled a log
Tryna reach and touch the chain
Let the toaster off
Grew up all in the gutter
Like a bowling ball
Imma
them like that anymore
Oh no
Oh no
There he is standing by the door
Hes so tall
So go over and say hi
I will will you shut up
Don't tell me to shut up
Je me rappelle de Peter Bowling
When i was young
Des parties de Bowling à L.A down town
Le ciné de belle-épine
Le centre commerciale
La
woeyo, woeyo
Me smoke de Bombbudd
[DJ Quik]
Yo, I say me smoke the Bombudd like it's going out of style
Give me the Bombudd me give you big cool-Aid
always be right by my side
Lookin upon the waves
Standing in the valley
Your life is here to pave
My journey like a bowling alley
There's no place I
the strings in my hand
Peace to my mans, gotta go be with your fam more
(For real) For real I feel like the landlord
My niggas came a long way from
want to laugh again
Let's make it happen then
Look
I was in the limelight
Lost kin, had to get my mind right
Took a hiatus, now I'm back
45 mike
Check
dikgomo a dia robala gae
Thats how my grandpa lost his riches
Boy I swear I'm on a mission not part of your competitions
Bowling then it rebound
It crossed
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