Lyrics:
Swear that my hustle contagious
Chips in the bag got me feeling like amous
Humble but trouble don't get it mistaken hell nah
Man I just gotta keep pushing
some people in my
Corner that's gon' ride for me
I got a woman by my side
Who'd really die for me
I got the labels on the line
They want the pie from me
trouble with the part
Where you wake up
You gotta practice what you preach
I'm a firm believer of it
That's why today's sermon is titled
Keep it One Hunnit
Nada Franchise
Nada Shotcallers
Yeah Sporty Thievz Sporty Thievz
Uh huh nada
A Pigeon is a girl who be walkin' by
My rimmed up blue
an affront
To anyone with good taste
Choice is divine
So choose family over strangers
Why trouble the waters
Of the gene pool for a mate?
Carbon
like Tennessee stud
Had some trouble with my sweetheart's Pa
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
Sent her a letter about my uncle Fud
And I rode
and a woman that stands by me
So don't get upset when you can't find me
Don't tie me down,
I'll come around when my business is through,
I know you had
above
Outside in a winter world one old man sits alone
He thinks of all the years gone by and what little love he's known
So they're living on hopes
is car, niggas stay parked by the bar
(Aiyo, Allah, I'mma work it out, everything stabilize
Like him right between the eyes, blaze it till I'm 4 to 5
followed him
Just a silhouette figure up market pass
Where the headlamps shine on the broken glass
We followed him
Over the bridge by the old canal
BLWYRMND
This that drive-by
This that Shawty Lo in Impala
Hello out the whip with the clip
Make you bye bye
Roll the windows up, hotbox, smokin' la
Just so he can have a life with you when you're born
Daddy done some things that really weren't the best
Things like weighin' up and baggin' by
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a-weak
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a-weak
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a-weak
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a-weak
the gun shots
Yea me serious, man a money me want me get delerious
Fe de extravagant lifestyle me curious
Put your car inna park, you not hearin us?
Glock
be right there
Hugging you and snuggling you
Until the trouble is trough,
Cause baby girl, we were meant to be
One team
You and me
I can see
Nobody
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man´s made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that´s a-weak
Got a kite mentality on a rainy day when lighting is frightening when I've been drinking
(I'll) never stop spitting till they put me in my coffin,
SHE GOT USED TO SLEEPING ALL BY HERSELF
IN THE MIDDLE OF A DOUBLE BED
NOW, SHE’S MET A NEW MAN, AND SHE’S COUNTING SHEEP
AND TROUBLES RUN THEIR RACE
That was just by accident
It look like i practiced it
Handle is the nastiest
Don't play no games like kaepernick
Anklebully spazin it
I don't know when
Or sex with a guy like me
The choice should be so obvious (Dan)
And although he is mysterious (Brian)
Don't you want a man who's tall, whose name is Dan
"Life is a very rough and tumble
For a humble
Diseuse
One can betray one's troubles never
Whatever
Occurs
Night after night
Have to look bright
Discuss these trouble is a man by judy holliday Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In