Lyrics:
Yeah
Based on a true story
D-Y-N-E-M
Universal
Yeah
The girls tell me I'm
Difficult to please
Used to meetin' men with
Typical needs
Five years in,
Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
K.E.R.C
C'est le K, c'est le Z
Avec un peu d'confiance, ça va l'faire (Shiruken Music)
Le soleil
at Benihana's then I get my dick behind her
Anything I wanna I get it custom designer
My mana, gets out of control like I'm E Hansana
Your honor, I know you know
to me
But I'm covering my ears
Grace must be timeless
How'd He Love me all these years
Try to cover all these tears
Under my veneer
sin burned my skin
sphakami mfetho!..(mfetho)
Ke sphakami… but I’m the Vaal’s most wanted.
Vuka malambane,.. o tsokotse mabekere
Teye e kopane. Nou re costoa ke tswekere.
Rea
C'est la vie ‘til D.I.E, beat ya ass to the white meat
Now my hand hurt
Commas dancing in my bank account, the rubber bands twerk
Flight from Republica
pour une conne
E nos na cv ki teni kel movimento
Kes otus sa movi bentu
Nos nu bem pa nu rabenta
X tempo ta da nha volta na movel
Kanto m namora shawty
you crizzoaked when I slide with that pistol (North)
N-O-R-T-zee (North), H-S-I-D-E-zee (North)
I ride through the city, them freak hoes show they
Am I addicted to people
Are they addicted to me
Do I even love the person that I'm getting to be
Once burnt twice shy
Unlearnt nice guy
I was
weer 'es verkeerd is
Neukende politie hoort 'm niet waar istie
Ik zie hem niet maar wie waren d'r wel snel bij de rel
Voor ta huri het
envie d'être broliqué
J'suis paranoïaque j'essaye d'être sociable j'essaye de m'ouvrir
Mais j'dis pas c'que j'ai caché sous l'anorak
Jamais sous crack
Work On
Say You Gat Me Gat Me Gat mE Oh
Girl You Gat Me Gat Me Gat me YeH
Gat Me Gat Me Gat Me Yoh
I Say You Gat Me Gat Me Gat Me Grammy Yeah
Girl You
still free E
And still free D
For them Rexdale boys that's RIP
Just like starch my niggas tryna turn the white to Gold
We can't clack our feet three times
d'suite
(Un coup d'fil, j'arrive tout d'suite) (bullet, bullet)
Faut qu'ils arrêtent leur baratin
En taule c'était les Iris qui m'sortaient à six
picture took the lesser piece
Before I had the crown I walked around like a Tulsa king
Before the raps I was quarterbacking I'm built to lead
This music
tryna chase
Can't blow up the phone's on DND
Sayonara, you ain't seein' me
Can't call me back, it's the E.N.D
Call that nigga, he ain't beatin' me
Don't
j’étouffe, je manque d’air
J’ai failli m’mettre en colère
Ta gueule, Paris, ta gueule !
Fais taire tes moteurs, tes sirènes
Laisse-moi écouter la Seine
(aww)
Ain't giving no handouts in here (haha)
I'm too out of pocket, you dollied your pardon
Now shut up and pick up your ear (h*e)
He studied my style
Yo Shane E Ya'll (Brother Shane Y'all)
Representing the Most High Ahayah
I'm with my man here brother Steve, I got my man Naaman
We bout to break it
on Audacity,
No D.AW. that I could afford
Laptops, a basement
E know the time we on
New files new files new files
Old fobs on a new blog
I'll bite tongue like
ain't broke until I get it, that's just a D-R-E-A-M
But I gotta take heeds
To eleven niggas, head to your beers
Ask the ref and all his peers
To say
thinks I'm special
Screaming one of a kind (nah)
I got the education
Let me spell it
D-I-E die (die)
Fuck that bitch
I told her dumbass
That she cannot be
Crack an AIDs joke all
Of y'all'll call appalling
I punched an eight year old in the mouth
For talking during Wall-E
While I'm making great joy
I toy with
E to D Y
You can see my name
When you looking at the sky
Wuzzgud on the beat yeah
We be so crack
Rasa rasa lu swag
Tapi bro lu whack
Bukan cara lu
Wa
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