Lyrics:
to grow wings
Then I called you by that moniker
While you packed up all your things
And I know, I know
I can't change that right now
Someday I'll know how
Straight Up, Hit Jacob and abuse my budget
That's bright ice, price strikes, hoes truly love it
Right boo, a American Idol you all Rubben Studdard
All my
in a river
Dead by a trigga thinkin he Schwarzenegger
Fools don't take him I took him across the liver
Keep Lloyd line on my stomach from
know, get him off me
I remember days when we just fucked bitches
Bought a lot of clothes and, played the ave
Now we rap niggas with a lot of wardrobes
know, get him off me
I remember days when we just fucked bitches
Bought a lot of clothes and, played the ave
Now we rap niggas with a lot of wardrobes
of the rich kids we
Know what the tricks is
We turn our backs so we
Can fuck each other's bitches
The lifestyle of the rich and right now
Any Given Sunday in
to the stadium niggas
Now c'mon!
[Verse 1]
Bouncing, everytime I be hittin y'all niggas with shit
That be makin y'all niggas really want to black up in
apartment
Now I'm chillin' in a house by the sand
Reach up in my pocket probably touch a couple grand
Growing up I was misunderstood, now this watch around
to the stadium n****
Now c'mon!
[Verse 1]
Bouncing, everytime I be hittin y'all n**** with s****
That be makin y'all n**** really want to black up in
words, I hope you will not get it wrong
That's all I can say
ch, cll I can say
Medley:
I want to have you here
I want to have you near
I want you here
By
I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 Cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on
See how time fly?
Hate
kill me too (where they at)
But this ain't 'bout s***
Cause its very well known where I'm at
They can catch me in the booth right now
If it really
the Remy we were doing the thing
[Chorus: x2]
Now I don't know about chu
But I would like to get wit two (ah)
Nice honeys while I'm chillin' by
Y'all better aim for the head
Just don't hit the fitted hat
Wondered since time ago it's just time to go
As for right now though
The hour show rhyme
the Midnight Special, Shine its ever lovin' light on me
Now jumpin' little Judy, What a mighty fine girl
Well Judy brought jumpin', To this
I tell the 'Gram I'm goin' crazy
Aye baby now you want the truth
Well I'm beginning from the roof
Question after question after fuckin' question
Girl
It smell like blue cheese
We get that paper by the loose leaf
Trying to cop a Maybach
You still buying Lucy's
Different page with the flow
I don't even
between right and wrong
We should all live life by one fact
Before you doin dirt, the dirt gon' come right back
I seen cats go out like suckers
I seen
broad shows up or whatever, mane. This girl wanna take a swang at her, mane.
[Pharrell]
That ain't right.
My man favourite record right here
the steel
Now I glide fly and ride by above the grill
And fly jets yes where they pay with colored bills
that's Canada, Panama, damnit uh
Equador, extra
Judy's on the fast lane
She's rising real high
Stretching out her arms now
Up into the sky
I can barely see her
She's fading away
Surrender
embrace eternity
It's a battle against yourself
That's for your family
You can't escape this insanity
Now you're part of a dead medley
Stand up
Stand up
packed up and cremated by this Friday
You incapable of standin' your ground, you ain't solid
Like a toilet stool, my diamonds on flush, I'm shit poppin'
hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my walls right now
You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow"
Like the chorus went like
Don't bite that
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