Lyrics:
bring all the straps
Don't think that I'm pussy I'm gonna react
Don't mistake me for a rookie, bitch I'm a vet
Since she keep lookin I'm gon' get her wet,
This is the story of a young girl
Who was the hippest chick in town.
They call her Big Noise from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's sure to get around.
Big
live, whoa oh
I'm singing out to all my friends,
This goes out to my girl
I'm gonna stand up
cnd let my soul sing
Sing “Hey bring it on world”
I want
a page, giving her the whole book
Made eye contact, swear it was the first time she looked
At me, hope I'm not obscene
Hope she doesn't think I'm causing
Can you live it?
I'm led by my Spirit
I'm gonna fall freely
I'm gonna love this feeling
I'm gonna fall freely
I'm gonna love this feeling baby
I'm
by the zip straight to my ZIP code
I always hit I never miss I just dismiss my foes I'm balling
Shorty keep on ringing on my phone she still be calling
to give you no statement
She'll be here today then gone tomorrow while you attempt to try and save her
See I'm taking her down lay her flat on her back
gropin
She gonna keep fuckin I'm gonna keep smoking
I wanna kill her boyfriend
I wanna destroy him
Waiting for the military to fucking deploy him
I've been
the lady at the counter
As confetti in her face
Shoulda never let me in this place
Fly, fly boy in the brownest state
I feel I'm never gonna be let out
the frustration
Ain't the same when you ain't home baby!
I'm gonna miss you forever forget you never
But you gonna see the world through my eyes and live what I
[ INTRO: MC Shan ]
She used to tell me that she loved me all the time
I'd turn to her and say that, "I'm
Infatuated by your lovely smile
And some day
have anything else to give
She was cold, so cold
Sometimes I miss her
Sometimes
I tried to save our love
I need to hear you say it one more time
It's
Changing her bio
Changing her pictures
We can’t talk, so she gotta make me fix her
We can’t talk, so she’s tryna make me miss her
But I already miss
Runnin' 'cross the bridge she said
No, boy, oh, no
I won't be comin' back again
I've got better things to do
I'm gonna miss you, oh
She wanna live
Runnin' 'cross the bridge she said
No, boy, oh, no
I won't be comin' back again
I've got better things to do
I'm gonna miss you, oh
She wanna live
And I'm not gonna miss you
No, I'm not gonna miss you
No, I'm not gonna miss you
No, I'm not
I want to bury my heart hundred feet in the snow
Blacked at a dive bar
Get into my car
Drunk drive
Drunk drive
I'm gonna see the stars tonight
I want to kiss you
Blink then I'll miss you
Fun size
man this shit is crazy
When I get a pay I'm feeling aight
I hate to be stressing, I wanna be flexing with gang
It's only real niggas here by my side,
I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say
by a long shot
We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat
And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying
not one to loose
I get high
And I miss you
Wanna kiss you
Night goes by
Think about the shit
We could do
I won't try
Cus I lie
Say it's not true
My oh
tell you something
You gonna miss me
I’m like a treasure and I know you gonna hunt me
But you won't find me cos I’d be far away from you and from love
by moonlight
When we reunite you'll see how united all of us have become
You coordinated the class with your perfect touch of class
We miss you
left in her eyes
Motherfuckers live in their car and call it van life
Stop lying to yourself and just say you're homeless, you stupid, bum
I'm
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