Lyrics:
on the fighter in the blue trunks (yo, yo, get the fuck off me, man)
If I see one more of those, you're outta here, brother (yo, get out my way, man)
(Yo, he
Dear Adonis
I'm sorry that that man is your father, let me be honest
It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive
I look at him and wish
the middle of the storm and
You're calling my phone 'cause you hate when you're alone and
I don't pick up, my toxic trait and I own it
I don't wanna be gone,
get collect poor people aza, capiche?
Finesse, only God is my highness
Because he doesn't respond that's not blindness
He's aware of every yin and yang
myself high
I wouldn't spend my time to draw cold souls and animals
'Cause I'm paralysed
I'm paralysed and I am not doing nothing, no
Nothing
By now
I
wrote the guest list
Out of sight, me and my peeps are getting solar
She walked by, I reached out and said, "Yo, nola"
"That's not my name", I said, "I
up my dream, somebody gon' die tonight
And you already know that, pimpin'
Aye, it's Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang
Un-fucking-believable!
up my dream, somebody gon' die tonight
And you already know that, pimpin'
Aye, it's Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang
Un-fucking-believable!
Knowledge, wisdom, truth, and understanding
To educate the youth, that's my plan, man
And then from there, we can save the whole world too
So find
This song isn't encouragement
Rather, it's a song disguised as a lesson of do's and do not's
I want to make sure that you do not travel down my road,
just by the word of our mouth
We can conjure demons just by the word of our mouth
You're dealing with a ghost
At least that's what I am to my dad
Used
After I had a hard day
And you hold my hand
When another man walks by
Don't have to think twice
If im the man in your life
Everything you do for me
girl, you look kinda cute
Yeah I'm built hard but my name's not groot
I'll fuck you up and pull you by the roots
What the fuck you doing man, you poor
You're a gangster? That's not how I see it
You're a fricking liar, turn around and beat it
Haha
You may thank me, you might just think this is just
you're living for
Really it was that and Dev, that was all you had
Paying rent by engineering other rappers at the pad
Barely getting by, hella broke,
Like my old white man
And all his old white friends
Judged by my old white skin
One day I'll be an old white man
With old white money in the bank
Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa
Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac
Don't hate me, I'm too hot and you're not
Shooting at me, with the only shot you got
Ja, quit
motherfucker
If you’re my girl you’re my wife we make love without no rubber
I’m Kissing on her flaws because she know I’ll never judge her
Die the man I never
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
the outlaw stridin' while suckers are hidin'
Jump behind the bush when they see me (us) driving
By, hangin' out the window
With my Magnum, takin' out some
cleaned my nose.
I looked so peaseful and i looked so underworld. well he anit got no mind all i anit got no tail.
You look like such a worthy man likea
in life
Some that you may not like
You could be livin this minute â?¦
And next minute you're gone away
So hold up your hands my brothers
And be
a Trailerload with Shabba
More Super than Cat, I'm the punani Don Dada
So Big Daddy, if you're down with the groove my man
Get on the mic and won't ya show
since that song 'Meeny-Meeny'
Can't believe you're about to be all up in between me"
Man, the flag was lowered, so my wood was raised
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