Lyrics:
Yeah dJ Ill Will
Ok and startin' off the record I
Be fresher than you ever are
If I leave your girl tonight I
Bet she'll be forever scarred
Yeah my
[Stevie J]
Uh, uh, uh
Yo Eve
[Eve]
Hey nigga check this here
I'm about to give it to you real clear
E-V-E ain't about the bullshit
Game
trying to quit it and run up a cool hundred fifty thou today
Soon as I found my way, man it felt like a holiday (Like a holiday) seem like
They ain't gone
Baby, it's okay, we have tonight
Let's spill our guts and sing while we drive
I can't stay here forever, something ain't right
We were lovestruck, God,
on the trigger
Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'
Give me a Smith & Wesson, I'll have
on the stones
Like a piece of driftwood
Cover me up and know you're enough
To use me for good
So girl, leave your boots by the bed
We ain't leaving this room
Till
Buns and Ox inside it
Word to Wale, Spitta OT in DC for 4 or 5 days
I got enough pair of fresh
J's in my Crooks bag smelling like a pound
TSA what they
My word I've seen enough to last forever
It's time to sever what binds
Wrote it off as a total loss
And I chalk it up and leave it behind
Our world
last an hour in my shoe (woo)
It's an Air Force One (woo)
Trainers by the truck load, trainers by the ton
Don't be dazed when I catch you by your J's
niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin' on twenties wearin' nice clothes
but ain't nuttin' like pimpin' hoes, and ridin' Vogues
I live a good life,
this house on its stones
Like a piece of driftwood
So cover me up and know you're enough
To use me for good
So girl, leave your boots by the bed
We ain't
go
When love, it just ain't enough?
Now does it kill you when you think about me?
Were you as close to giving up as I've been?
I know we kept
can't pay me enough for you to play me
It's cockamamie you just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady
My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock's coo-coo
I
, earth , and sky
And it breaks my heart that time goes by
But i know our love can stop time
Ain't no way
My love for you is ever gonna go
I can't
Let me tell you about the trauma times
No holidays in December times
Cold baths ain't no shower pipes
I'm still reminiscing about those nights
Before
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
I can tell by your body language
That you ain't my enemy
But you fucking my enemies
Don't you mess up my energy (oh)
(Breathe)
I can tell that she's
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
started, it was already too late
For anyone to keep any peace
No one could remember what the fight was about but
By all accounts the kid pulled the first
this straight and fix your face.
I ain't gotta sell millions. I'm in the buildins
With poppy comin through with them bricks by eight.
Listen cocksucker
(Miss you, miss you) I swear I do (miss you) mmm, hmm
Every since you went away
I ain't been doin' nothin' but
(Thinkin', thinkin')
(Thinkin',
people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in
enough
Let's fly away
Let God guide the way
Others be Dreamin
Our lifestyles a holiday
Laced up wit you
N Everyday we celebrate
Blue laces blue chucks
We
Betty Cooper
Got 99 problems this ain’t one, no wonder you moerfuckers need a rebate fund
I built me a wall ombres like I'm D.J Trump
Security all day I’m
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