Lyrics:
And at night he returns with a fire in his soul
This fire burns with a passion so strong
It loves when it's warm but that don't last long
Cause it'll rage,
(Quickfast)
Motivate me queen piece I'm the king
She a keeper not a summertime fling
What's a bag to a shawty who don't need a thing
That's on everything say
took a swim
Girl ass on thick but her body on slim
You shoot your shot you might not hit the rim
Might burn the whip you put me on the aux
Cord
My boy
So this is, its over now
I'll pack my bags and I will get the f*** out, like you told me to
How could I forget?
My mind is so confused, my heart is
I walk in this bitch looking just like a bag of money
I be speaking, the girls be screaming they fiending for me
But really it just be my money
Uh,
learn ya how to earn it
Parlay little bit but don't burn it
I'm really cool I could freeze the furnace
Watch me turn this corner into a company
Baby girl
throw your sneaks up and call it a good run
I admit, that I would never rather them burn me
I don't know where I'm headed, but I know it's a journey
and invert it
Spray and burn it like I'm holdin areosol to a brick wall
Type my name indelibly, so my legend won't fall
Apani Y'all yes yes, the rest are
bags,
Just because I'm white and I sing like I'm half black
[Chorus]
Now you see my life and it looks so pretty looks so pretty
You want what you
the deal
Rollin in a bag of D when you cut the seal
When I bling the paint job on a Coupe De Ville
I ain't never had a pop. poppa never had a son
Nobody
Feed the cat, grab the road map
Put the house key under the mat
Don't forget to leave the kitchen light on
Pack your bags, hit the trail
Tell
9's and fo' clips
Everytime I bust and leave burns or fo'-fifths
Then you run like Miller, on the hunt like Matilda
Abolish MC's, terrorise the Earth
It's knowing that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up
And stashed behind
Brown paper bags full of blood money, need more
Too much ain't enough
High off dust, greed never endin
Catchin bodies I want Gotti was supposed to be
It's
Crawling Green Grass
When I walked through the town
I know I had my head hung down
My eyes were oh, so very low
Picked up my bags
And started down
laughing, and I hope you burn in a fire. This is not easy. I love you guys over here. Are you Jewish? Not yet. When are you planning on becoming
Who else could burn out and Phoenix from ashes
They need my advances. Needed to surpass this
I mean it
Take it to the glass in Arenas
You might need
paper
I'm sorry I love you we gonna talk later
Had to burn oak like a raider
Get it myself they wasn't no cater
No time to waste can't think bout
I walk in this bitch looking just like a bag of money
I be speaking, the girls be screaming they fiending for me
But really it just be my money
Uh,
cards and readin' the lines
Gotta see what I can find
Carvin' signs
To the skin of my arm
Pluckin' out a lizard's eyes
To keep in a jar
Little bag
thing we have learned
just as soon’s I put my bags down
we let that loving candle burn
you just fuck my worries away
you just fuck my worries away
you
ti
I pray all my enemies burn to ashes
Awon ton fe kin ku si poverty
Diligently mi o mu hustle mi slightly
Emi pelu success ti di Padi
Oh yes
Step left den right mek dem see di military
And fi ah pussy get bright send it to di cemetery
Run up yu get burn up mi throw yu ova di ferry
Tun up like
You never needed my permission
To call me up and just to check in
On me, on me
You only love me on condition
When I pack my bags and say I'm
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