Lyrics:
Listen to the preacherman
But are you talkin' to me
I can't hear you with a mouth full of pig's feet
If I should need the swine flesh
Your body
you, I want you baby.
Yes I do, yes I do.
Yeah baby, I want you by my side.
Ah hear me talkin' to ya.
I want you, I need you baby, baby I need
command
I'd pay you money
If you'd only say you'd hold my hand
I'd speak in languages
that only you could ever hear
Oh baby, take me
Won't you
is li- a literal dying heartbeat but an uncomfortably- ahh, fuck. Take it from you hear me swallow that spit? I uhh, I personally work so hard to avoid
is like that green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National
[Verse One:]
Listen to the preacherman
But are you talkin' to me
I can't hear you with a mouth full of pig's feet
If I should need the swine flesh
to the studio, gotta write tonight
Hey, can you put us in your raps? I don't see why not
Devin is the dude you gon' probably hear him talkin' 'bout
Rollin' up
do
Hear em say it but it really ain't true
Ya niggas ain't true
Ya niggas ain't really
Talkin' to 'em
Don't be no fool you better take ya ass
do
Hear em say it but it really ain't true
Ya niggas ain't true
Ya niggas ain't really
Talkin' to 'em
Don't be no fool you better take ya ass
nigga, you got yo ass kicked
I was a curious child
I used to hang out by the ballroom and study the gangsta style
The way they talk, the way they walk,
backtalk, she on go, ooh
Fuck her 'til she sleep, I ain't playin' with it
You gon' hear crickets, ooh
If I be down, if I be up, she gon' fuck with me, ooh
Woo
Come on
Woo
Uh, uh, woo
Uh woo
Come on
Wooh
Uh, uh uh
Man, I hear you niggas talkin
But you walkin the wrong way to really mean it
I
me
Let's go see what our enemies talkin' bout
When G's enter the house nobody's walkin out
This ain't livin', it's similar to prison, we trapped
comin' to repossess and shit
They start talking like girls and shit
You can't touch me
Stand back
No, no
Yeah
They got scared when these hard
that country heart
She's my cold beer on a Saturday, she made this ol boy change his ways
You might never hear me say two words
Unless I'm talkin bout
Don't you wanna be under me?
Me
Oh-oh-oh-oh
You hear me?
You hear me?
Yeah
For real, shawty
Uh, look
Don't you wanna be here under me
get back to those old pine trees
Where all I can hear is the tin roof talkin' to me
Those old pine trees whisper in the breeze, standin' in a row
AM
but you already late
Bad bitch, nice body, cute face
Win the race, I doubt if you niggas place
I ain't get this far by mistake
What you dream of, I
on the dark side of the road
But I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin
let him in
Let him heal and help me, please no yelping, it's not helping
Can you even hear what I'm sayin'
Japanese bitch, four by four lamb' truck
We
Back and forth
Lets do it
What you want to hear?
I want to hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr. Mr.
Scarface
Some of that
to take after)
I hear a voice it calls my name (Jordyn Taylor won't you send them my praises)
Take a look frame by frame (the Bible tells us if you look
fingas up
We hollerin SQAD UP nigga! SQAAAD UP!
You got a problem - tell 'em meat me by mine
You know the heat be by my nuts nigga
Man we can knuckle up
Lord, hear me please, oh, hear this, God
Rose from the mud all by myself
I ain't have a place to go
Time from the judge he facin'
With
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