Lyrics:
mad?
Now I got a little clout, they love to chat
(Big, big, big) Big stack like KMT
L-o-l, need elastic bands
I will die for bro-bro, won't die for
trash!)
College will be paradise, if I'm not dead by June!
But I know, I know, life can be beautiful
I pray, I pray for a better way
If we changed
Kermit, hey Kermit
Hey Kermit, hey Kermit
Hey Kermit, hey Kermit
I'ma tell you what it means to love New Orleans
When you gotta have your Jazz
went by so fast
When I have the strength enough to fight
When the fire that burns goes out inside
Cry for desire to change your mind
What's left
her little child. ---- 2. He came down to earth from heaven, Who is God and Lord of all, And his shelter was a stable, And his cradle was a stall; With
What is my life going to be?
Four years of college and plenty of knowledge
Have earned me this useless degree
I can't pay the bills yet 'cause I
you like, you by yourself
And you just cruising on the highway man
Yeah this, this got me thinking
Uh, I'm smoking on that cat piss
Swerving
"thank you".
Call me loose, but you'd fuck shorty too
I'm talkin' thirty-six, twenty-four, forty-two.
She be at the Pink Teacup
Drunk of Chardonnay an'
to follow (follow), free your mind (yeah), your soul is sure to
Follow (follow), live for today now, forget about tomorrow (tomorrow)
Twenty-four seven,
it, you could never beat the best man
And even as a little kid - niggaz knew I had it in me
cause the way I used to spit at the assemblies
And unless
have to march
Up and down the little street
Tralalee, tralalay, tralala,
My love looks at me from her window.
O comrade, I've been shot,
The bullet's
I figured I wouldn't be bothered by the weight
I'm trying to change the pattern but it's on loop
even an outcast in my own group
what's it mean
Everywhere you go
Everything you say
Everything you know
Listen what the numbers say
Every little text
Or lover swiped away
To the right or to the left
Listen
a little more love
Im talkin' bout a youngster
That didn't understand
All the shit to becoming a man
Just wondered who right
Control his own life
Yes it's
hour or so about four pints
Long nights and short days now, that's me
Never been known really for acting classy
Your girlfriend says she loves how my
the shit
Bitch, my momma was the first person to
Show me how to cook it
I was at home serving cookies
For little niggas playing hooky
Every nigga want it
now I know what all the fuss is about.
I think I floated home in a sweet trance, never knowing I was falling in love, now that sweet little Miss with
LITTLE JASE :
Nobodys even able to stop the flow & mo men & we got souljaz tell em we hot,if not i just take it as your goin against the best crew
got no love
Trap house after close, we ain't got no drugs
That's how my chest is, head shot everything in the car
Fuck some vestes, back flip kick
my success
By showing love and respect
Measure my success
When my family is out of debt
Get it how you get it
Working or you flippin
Teaching or you
the fan and show you blood from the kin
And my family always kept a tool by the lamp
Druggies gettin' started, it's a party 4AM
Everybody need me now
Kermit, hey Kermit
Hey Kermit, hey Kermit
Hey Kermit, hey Kermit
I'ma tell you what it means to love New Orleans
When you gotta have your Jazz
you have a little time
I'll spend the next lifetime by your side
I've learned to understand there's more
To this world than
The morning
When it's 4:30 in the morning
And the vacuum sucks you in
The tell tale trace of guilt upon your face
The sidewalk feels just like your skin
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