Lyrics:
out, all are in control
Certified son of a gun, learns life lesson 101
Don't fly too high on your own supply
Get burnt by the sun
'Cause in the city
high
On your own supply
Get burnt by the sun
Cause in the city of dreams
You get caught up
In the schemes
And fall apart in the seam
Tonight
Feel tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron
But ain’t nobody ever gonna forget it
Galahad
She introduced me
To her man in charge
You must hear me people
When I tell you that her daddy
With my first hundred G's bought my momma house
Bitch don't try to suck my dick if you got cotton mouth
Watch these snitches, man these rats think
Now a-days I'm jealous yeah
I no want no one follow you
There with me and do me well
By next year wear
Your wedding dress
On a the low
I there for
man tried, me car right off twice and still never cried, nihilistic a step from suicide, mental disaster the government lied,
can't by me out with no 5
I tried I tried
I cried I cried
You tried you tried
You cried you cried your feelings out to your model
Call you on the phone asking you for more
Niggas dressed in suits trickin' all they dough
Me? I'm a pimp, I ain't payin' for no sex
Man I'd rather buy a car or a new Rolex
'Cause I got street
the least any
Man who comes to arrest me
Ought to do is see that
You know, I mean, let him know the reality
Of what he does let him see
Let him step out from
So icy gal, bet the bitchy call me popo Real gal weed, I got on with the popo
Real gal weed, I got on with the knocko Sanitize large hoes, who
Verse 1
Mi want ah gal wet favour Shennessa
Outside see me in a Benz or bimma
Good youth know say we never Badmind
Violate then you blood ah go run
a vanity slave
Aw man videos got me wanting hoes
Appetite for flashing lights
All I can do is pose a black male on Melrose
I should get blackmailed
By my
Let me play my cards right
Casino last night
Had a flight the night before
Had the baddest bitches by the pool
Skinny dipping
You see me I'm
manage your rent
Man are getting kilt by debt
Lickle man ain't not threat
I ain't gonna rap like that
I ain't gonna chat like them
How you gonna talk about
Calls me by my name
Now that I am in your fair town
You must do the same
For I'm a
Ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff
I'm
Admiral T, bo-bo-bo boss lady
Limé mic la, Krys again
Fi di gal dem well
Me say
Gal inna di punny printer
I need di gal inna di batty rider By far
bottles like whats up
I got room for plenty more new models at the club
Poppin bottles like whats up
Popping bottles like whats up
She set it off, man
I'm
stands
He's always being watched by his adoring fans
A role model isn't what he ever asked to be
With fame there comes this thing: responsibility
I'm
by the blind toward impossible goals
Picked a fight at lunch, slashed the neighbors tires
Didn't have an answer when my parents asked me why
Went
ah move the green and white
But music saved my soul
I coulda have about ah hundred gal
Big scammer and me ah duck the federal
Me coulda start ah Gang
a mister will raise a fever blister
Oh you can't get a man with a gun
The gals with umbrellas are always out with fellers
In the rain or the blazin sun
But
me suitcase packed
Gal how me love you but me naw turn back
Tell me right now this minute if you you coming or not
Stand up at the station at about
you're dead
"Always look a man in the eye before you kill him
Cause I'm a fucking killer by nature"
This is going out to
All those fake
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