Lyrics:
Thought they'd show forgiveness but somethings that they can't let go
I don't do religion wipe 'em down and disinfect those
Jesus flipped the table that
l'abeille)
Laissez-nous le trône faut qu'on passe un nouveau step
La plus grande table, la spécialité du Chef
Un banquet à Versailles avec des girolles et des
enders
Smack 'em with the forty, now his tooth missin'
Laid 'em on the table, had to pool stick 'em (ah)
It's glory, it's glory, it's Flygod (it's
Millions on the table now
God done gave a blessing
Balmain diamond chains I done Started flexing
Being rich will have you sick Then I'm so congested
friends said I ain't working enough
Some friends said I ain't making the cut
Had some friends say we lie on songs that we made
Put my cards on the table
Knievel, she like how I stunt
With a bad bitch on the table, she shakin' that butt
She gon' do what I say and then do what I want
I was countin' up bands
on the table, see them fishscale fiends
Cellphone blowin up, fiends screamin winnin
Last night was booming
Reel up and did it again
These hoes say I'm flexin
cash money nigga
Hustle but I’m get yuh cake up
Get yuh pussy made up
Yow Niggas that’s yuh table with
No food on they platebro
Damn, Shit that ain't
today
I can give back to the Eastside that birthed me
Bring new business to the table, get my people workin
I'll be the first rap councilman in city hall
or wrong wrong
everytime you called i would pick up the phone
table turned around you said fuck me left me all alone
and that shit hurt i talk to unc
voilà que sur le sable nos pas s'effacent déjà
Et je suis seul à la table qui résonne sous mes doigts
Comme un tambourin qui pleure sous les gouttes de
foolish things remind me of you
First daffodils and long excited cables
And candle lights on little corner tables
And still my heart has wings
These
voilà que sur le sable nos pas s'effacent déjà
Et je suis seul à la table qui résonne sous mes doigts
Comme un tambourin qui pleure sous les gouttes de
objectif, beaucoup trop d'biff
Elle garde la ficelle quand j'lui mets grosse fessée sur son méga fessier (han, han)
J'provoque la table d'en face, les
was represented like we danced for Rock Steady
Stan had tables and mics, every brother nice
Not only could we rip and rhyme but backspin and slice
With
some macaroni
Boy got in the room and
He's singing like it's karaoke
I was broke until I turned
Some tables like Steve Aoki
Eight o'clock sleepy time gal.
Wouldn't it be a pleasant sight to see a kitchenette only for you?
Wouldn't it be a pleasant sight to see a table set
foolish things remind me of you
First daffodils and long excited cables
And candle lights on little corner tables
And still my heart has wings
These
attaquent, j'les coule
Mes OG sont instables, devant la table les fimbis nous r'gardent
Mais j'mets ma garde, p'tit gobelet de rhum, match avec le taga
Des
I answered tables turn they aint picking up
Aint never been robbed I don’t know how that feel but I aint giving up
He play with me right hand
havin' flav'
Bitch, we takin' all the hits, just put the money on the table
It's slime season, murder, murder
Demons, demons, hearse, hearse
Rest in
at the table
We'llerit the no that's in my blood
So I, stand tall
And lay for the call
To counter-react
Because we're real I tell ya who's gonna pack
Get another baggie for the table
Put it on the tab
And send it to the label
¿Dónde está mi amiga Mari?
(Te espera en el after party)
¿Dónde está
les bons tuyaux
Y a du Tore sur la table
J'suis d'humeur nucléaire, si mes yeux croisent les tiens, c'est la Corée qui t'regarde
J'les baise ah oui
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