Lyrics:
me from cookin'?
You cook whatever you lie, as long it's that B work
These niggas be runnin' around in the street wit' everyday
Don't even think about
around and change
But, Lord, please let this be the one
'Cause I'm prayin' to you now with my hand right by my gun
My city turned me to a city girl
Had
keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it made her face big
She keep me jigg, glorifying medallions
Got me in clothes made by Italians, feed me lobster
life
You must prove, you're a man
See now I'm back wit the force, read about the kid
From the front to the back of The Source
You see me back
nah baby, this ain't living no no no no
Yo you can't tell me I'm hip
You can't tell me I'm hop
People dying everyday, they getting
Killed on they
jours où tu n'es plus
Girl you know I am so sorry bae
Maybe I try you know
Without I am falling down bae
Maybe I lie you know
I am so sorry bae
Oh bae I
Sickology 101 futuristic B-Boyz shit
Your first lesson given to you by (Mr. Smith!)
KC MO stand up, young niggas represent
Ey, ask me what I
Yeah
I tried talk to 'em
Quit talking, I'ma hang you by your tongue, yeah
Any motormouth could get hung high
We don't fuck with niggas like
clean, text polished in the drawer
Camera's by the hamper that mine into the floor
By now, you probably heard of me
Fresh outta surgery, flashy
about the pinwheel? (No)
That's the one where I put your legs behind your head
And real dirty like, I'ma spin you around
And grab you by the waist
replied this way
(Girl, I love him, he treats me so good
He gets much respect in my neighborhood)
I cram to understand why she wants this man
(Yo, he sold
Every moment swear to God I think of you
What you doin, where you at, who you next to
I can't lie I'm super jealous like a fool
Got me wrapped up
Got
are sure hard to come by
(Uh-huh)
But then again
His loyalties lie within
Always kept his head to the sky
And they can't see, no n-n-no-no
(Check
clean, text polished in the drawer
Camera's by the hamper that mine into the floor
By now, you probably heard of me
Fresh outta surgery, flashy
to get by
When I fuck that bitch
Fly her to Dubai
I just pull up in that lambo and I fuckin drive
Everyday I wish she gave me another try
Yea I can't even
Hanging with yo niggas
You don't even call
Do you even wonder how I feel at all
Hate being by myself
But you know the cause
I want you right here
Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x]
Now
c'est le zebla
(Ne dure pas)
Yo By La Meri oh
By La Meri c'est le zebla
(Ego trip)
By La Meri oh
By La Meri c'est le zebla
(Ne dure pas)
Je suis en feu
Je
If u my nigga u my nigga don't u lie to me
Get it out I know sometimes u gotta cry to me
Wipe them tears then we get back to that salary
U my
toki metaino
iron na watashi misete ageru dakara
Motto~Motto surani afureru kono kimochi wo
anata ni todoki tai yo
uke totte ne MY SWEET HEART
Hikari no
Face like a shoot when it's bussin' my glock hold
Vanity stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my wings
When I was young yo the teacher gave
turn
No be lie we go make am one by one eei
Nana bebia beye fine
Oluwa Dey we nah see no one ooo
Ene na me nni bi (biibi besi)
Alhamdulillah (biibi besi)
scrub floors, I go on tours
From me, G Rap, yo, truly yours
(Yo G man! You should diss her man. I heard he's a homo jimmy man!)
Listen up money,
fucking life
Need you by my side
Yo I tried
Being single kills my fucking vibe
Need you by side
Otherwise imma freaking
Nah I lyed
But with you I see
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