Lyrics:
lied to a nigga
If it’s problems make it happen ain’t no solving it nigga
Applying pressure suit and tie yeah I’m on lil nigga OH YEAH
[Lace]
Talk
and an occasional harassment,
By the police and their chase.
Uncivilized we call him but I just saw him eat off the food we waste.
Civilization are we really
. Rosenberg
Now you're livin' life up in the fast lane, Mr. Rosenberg
Always with a bad dame gettin' mad brain, Mr. Rosenberg
Feels like I've been gone for
of extreme importance (uh-ah)
My first teenage love affair
Hey boy (what's up?)
You know I really like being with you?
Just hanging out is fun
So, so
or freezin' snow. He carried a Bible in a canvas sack and folks just called him The Reverend Mr. Black. He was poor as a beggar, but he rode like a king.
Excuse me lil' miss can you be my Mrs.
I'm just a nigga from the Rock can you dig it
Seen you on the 'gram glad you not catfishing
Shoot my shot like I
Hands like hams
Knees like trees
200 lbs
Of surfboard Hercules
Mr. atlas won't you bring her on back to me
I lost my girl down by the beach
She's
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
just really love Christmas! Two Christmas albums?
Jesus Christ! No pun intended
Am I high? A lil' bit (yeah)
Can I drive? A lil' bit (yeah)
Am I
finally set free
By the realization, all I gotta do is be me, be me
Uh, anime-lovin', video game-playin'
Put that shit in my raps, people like, "What
really stupid
or a different kind of smart?
Do we really have a relationship
so special in your heart?
[Chorus]
I have to ask myself
like any
[Chorus]
I'll be late for that, baby I'll wait for that
If you had a taste of that, you'd probably pay for that
I'm comin in when I feel like
raised shit, Mr. Miyagi
Fuck any nigga got my back, I know God got me
They said I wasn't coming home, card watcher
They say all my niggas looking like they
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
She the one
(You one of one)
Yeah, look (Mr. Thanksgiving)
I gave my bitch a lil' AmEx and told her to lay back and bought her a Patek too
I'm not
and there ain't
Too much of y'all
But I guess when you fly as me you 100
000 feet in the air you
Don't really see population yeah
Look
I got 'em open like
look goodbye
I still see that look in your eye
So dizzy Mr Busy, too much rush to talk to Billy
All the silly frilly things have to first get done
Red Foo, Mr. Worldwide
Mr. Vain, Rush
You took my love, I thought I was the only one
You took my love, it feels like you did it for fun
You took my
whisper soft and slow
I'm captivated by you, baby
Like a fireworks show
Drop everything now
Meet me in the pouring rain
Kiss me on the sidewalk
Take
go out like the last bitch!
Heh, five-oh's on my ass main
They know me by the face, but they don't know my last name
Now I'm back on the case
I'm like eight foot four, blond hair to the floor
You shorties never thought I dreamed about rapping hardcore
No I ain't got a gun
No I never
said, "Excuse me lil' homie, I know you don't know mebut
my name is Windy and I like to blow trees" and
from that point I never blow her off
Niggas
. Glock, lil' bitch, I'm the sergeant
You don't really, really, really want problems
Nah, you don't really, really, really want problems
Send you
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
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