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divorce. It's because people wake up next to a stranger. They say, Who the hell are you? What are you doing in this bed? Where's that man that used to do
there's one man in the whole world that's above law
Hey bailiff take those handcuffs off
Gotta get him out of here by Christmas
Who calls the cops on Santa
the big plans
Pushing me to brink
But I know that I'll be gone by the time that you blink
What a tragedy
Bun vanity
I tried to help but she still gets mad
easy, cah life's so hard
I was twelve wishin' that I was a white man, hard
Cah if I was then they probably wouldn't life mans dargs
I was dead broke,
for that Jwet in Ohio man I was sleeping on the floor
Still did 20 I'm driving back laughing like Dave Chappelle
I'm rich bitch ask me how I know I got
turned out, I was like 'cause they had a bitch for a father
And look, fuck rap 'cause it never paid the bills
Like my ex without that shit man I was
Bro done yitched man down with his yuck
(Ying, ying) then stepped when I bust that
Every ting kosher
Man done ditched that out, no fucks
the struggle man
We love Tambo
Tambo was a unifier
Tambo was a peace maker
He loved music man
And we must honor him for that
I'm doing this record man
But
A man like me from the streets
Remember when I was tossin'
That ass on 4th and Slawson
You said I was everything you want
And now all the condoms
Think I'm wit nick cannon
All dese Drums
Line em up
When I'm ready to dump
Dem boyz in da Hood
Run Ricky Run
ATL
We was selling dem bombs
Baby boy
I'm sliding, who fucking with me?
Forever we shine
Imma count it up right
Put it on me all night til I fall asleep
Everywhere that i go i keep my niggas
Cruisers)
Dedicated to the 5's, 850i's (can it be that it was all so simple then?)
(Dedicated to niggas who do drive-bys)
Dedicated to the Lexus
by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door workin' lace
You shoulda seen that look that was on my face
She's like
by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door workin' lace
You shoulda seen that look that was on my face
She's like
you
Do you know
There are slackers there are people who are
Satisfied by delivering everything they have
– with their knowledge
Their financial
His father was a man who could never understand
The shame on a red man's face
So they lived in the hills and they never came down
But to trade in
was on the air mattress
She was screaming that's my man
Yeah, Samantha rode that dick
Cause she know she in demand, wait
Tropical juice right in
So hurry up and cop and go, we sellin' it nicks and dimes (uh-huh)
Shorty, she so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass like that gotta be one of a kind
So hurry up and cop and go, we sellin' it nicks and dimes (uh-huh)
Shorty, she so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass like that gotta be one of a kind
Pennsylvania.
And he was right. I believe that too.
Say, we still don't know who you are, mister.
Well, I started to tell you...
The machine age came with
know the name"
"Tell us, and you could be home today"
At 7pm, I said "no" to Jakes
If that was you, you'd be home by eight
If that was you, you would'a
through you know the outcome
Critical
Condition in your physical for injurin
The officer and gentleman who stack by the benjamen
Off a beat like this
wouldn't let us in 'em
We was young, and plus our pants sag like Dubs
But we ain't care, cause half of the parking lot knew who we was
We came from riding
wouldn't let us in 'em
We was young, and plus our pants sag like Dubs
But we ain't care, cause half of the parking lot knew who we was
We came from riding
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