Lyrics:
(Hundreds of young girls fast asleep in their beds are awakened by the sound of gunfire)
(Armed attackers have stormed their boarding school and set
er nem Salzspenderkopf gleicht
Mein Rap, wird von G's im Auto aufgedreht, wie'n Schalldämpfer vor'm Drive-By
(Schlampensohn) ey, Ich komm mit dunklen
done me wrong, hold up
So I got mad and I called the tow truck
And it ended up costin' you 454 bucks
But um, you should of never yelled like that
And you
"oh my god, flo you are so beautiful."
"also, i love that you call me flo because my name is Lawrence. madness
and um, you're the second person in my
der Flow edgy
Yeah, the most shady (ah), Joe Pesci
Ich fahr' 'nen Drive-by im Jeep
Während Asche auf der Rückbank an der Marlboro zieht und den
you a burner
How many times have I told you, "I want ya"
But you dey call me brother
Um, kilode oo
You dey make me stutter
I don't, I don't, I
on this like Trident
(Kind of what?) Kind of hard to swallow ain't it?
If you can't get the picture then let me paint it
Now, um, you're just a scrub
No one ever saw the house
Through the pine trees on the belt
Only Alice starin' out
No one ever saw me out
In the junkyard by myself
Only Alice
Baby
Ooh baby
Baby, baby
Ooh, um baby
Oh, baby
We need to, umm (baby)
Talk about where we're taking this thing
How far we're gonna let this
by a thread
One more time before I go
One more night before I know
And if you see me in the evening
You're bound to see me out of my head
got the shit plugged in.
Another stupid one thinking Eiht's fixing to spend.
Called up the bitch like um 7:30.
Still in the bathtub, damn this was
Drive-By und fahre dich um
Party, na und?
Ich warte im Sumpf
Schubs mich nicht, weil ich am Abgrund stehe
Ich frühstücke in der Apotheke
Schubs mich
Baby
Ooh baby
Baby, baby
Ooh, um baby
Oh, baby
We need to, umm (baby)
Talk about where we're taking this thing
How far we're gonna let this
captivated by the funky sounds
Now back up back up 'cause this shorty here's not loco
'Cause I be's the one with them hellafied vocals
The kids from New
of a nigga don't give a fuck about ya'
Won't even talk about ya', ho
You ain't know? I'm just a hustler, in spite of myself
Ridin' all by myself, without no
Camaro with a big 'ol hearse shift rod?"
And he said, "Um, no."
"Do you have a girlfriend with long, red, curly hair.
Creamy, milk-white thighs.
loco, and year nine fezzo
And yo, how would you feel if your cap got peeled
By an looney b.g and hard is steel, so chill
For an second while I wrecked
You can tell I'm real, by lookin' in the ball of my eye.
I will get some cream from it, one day, your baby, and my baby.
Can my some dough on Teem
times do the seasons turn for babaloyn
burn this is my own concern to carry on
traditional listen yo
how many brothers tears have shed
by my people for
[Intro]
Get down
Yeah eh (Oh yeah)
Get down
Um hmm
Get down with me
(oh oh oh oh)
Get down
(Ooh baby girl)
Get down
Uhm, ah
Check it out
Uh
Yeah, uh, check it out
Um
{Lil Dap}
East New York express, brothers don't try to flex
Only real brothers on these trains,
(Crooklyn style) be in yo
Damagin' your whole premises
Don't never diss
Cause here's your address
Cause me by yes, so come test me no
Like Patra, I got it
the real story
(Stop Bhad Bhabie)
Finally reached out to my dad
We met at the mall on some other shit
Pissed off by his tattoos 'cause they had
Vamos pra Babylon
Baby! Baby! Babylon!...
Comprar o que houver
Au revoir ralé
Finesse s'il vous plait
Mon dieu je t'aime glamour
Manhattan by night
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