Lyrics:
Little niggas want to rap and think that shit sweet
Push his first album and he died the same week
Put that water on the dirt turn that shit to mud
I
But i don't feel shit off a perk and a bean
Ya Im whipping round town windows down in a beam
Big boy bands had to run up the racks
Bad bitch with
queen
Admired by her town, but trampled by the boots of the big city
They say you have to be more than just pretty
Can’t be dumb and naive
But that’s how
Let it go Let this angel life go
Let yourself go
Time is passin' 'til the cops come
Big beef, big beefin' with the Mistress
thick queen
Niggas hating, I'm just watchin' on the big screen
3 stacks on the beat and the kicks mean
When 16 ain't enough, you know how sometimes you
On a lazy sunday morning
Little Maxwell had a mighty idea
So he hollered at the other children
Saying friends come out and play
I've found something
would come raining on down
Turning up the volume on my little town
You know it'd
Bring to mind that radio high
With the waves passing by
And the songs
you up
At you wake motherfucker
Black girls got tape AK
We always do it big round here babe babe
That's for Miami boys
With them days kinda flex
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big
Dan Dar's sitting there, scared by the killer teddy bears.
Down town, Mini mouse is slippin Micky's in the famous grouse,
while big bird spreads
the border, Mexico right next do'
And our women fine
Yellow with the big behind
H Town a goldmine for niggas
If they got grind (Snoop Dogg)
How they do it out
by all means, carry on as you are
You're gonna be the next big radio star
Play your music and have your fun
But your stupid little love songs aren't
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a workin' man dang near all of my life
And I'll keep on workin' long as my two
NEON SIGN
cIN'T THE ONLY THING BUZZIN BETWEEN THE COUNTY LINES IN c BURNOUT TOWN
GIRL STUCK IN ONE LITTLE CORNER OF c GREcT BIG WORLD
DON'T YOU WcNNc
Music gave me a brand new show
Little nigga, I'll plug myself
Plug my scene, plug my guys
This ting's more than a buzz, don't lie
Wanna be a G? Real
The peanut vendor's on his way
At dawning that whistle blows
Through every city, town, and country lane
You'll hear him sing his plaintive little strain
it'll take em years to bite it
Which the greatest fears I don't write it it just appears outta no where like da
Information contain by the phycic like it
on the line
A big shot to claim some rocks and shine
Signs of a soul gone solo
Robbed blind
A very small part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by
a glutton that big wolf in
Blowin' down them straw houses, them three little pigs gettin' slaughtered in the town square
Homemade whiskey passed around there
against sucka M.C.'s)
(And now, prevention against sucka M.C.'s)
We decided to change the cover a little bit
Because we see the big pic'
Negroes
Yeah I see your little post, talking 'bout "BLM is my motto"
But you know it ain't
I see you over by the water cooler on your break
Talking 'bout
I was born and raised in this little town,
Where the streets are quiet, and the sun goes down,
I knew every corner, every streetlight,
And every
up by desire
Yeah, I'm young and I'm bougie
I'm living lavish what's that say about me
You know it sounds scary
Little town girl in the big city
The never changing smile of all my old familiar friends
But I suppose that death is just as real in Olive Hill as it is in some big city by a mill
I'm
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