Lyrics:
Paparazzi
I'ma live my life Miami Vice, Farrah Fawcett
I'ma sip lean
You gon' tattle tale while I slide down Tidwell (uh)
I'ma shine blades like a chef,
Paparazzi
I'ma live my life Miami Vice, Farrah Fawcett
I'ma sip lean
You gon' tattle tale while I slide down Tidwell (uh)
I'ma shine blades like a chef,
I'm ahead of it, I'm celibate like I ain't fucking around (yeah)
It's apart of my human nature
I'm cooking up, baby, lift your plate up
Words flying
And this is the life that I live
Ain't it funny
But Imma keep rising, til ya'll realizing
That so much is waiting over the horizon
'Cause I've seen the day
benefit
You 'gon benefit from all this
Twenty twenty vision
Y.O.L.O what i'm saying
You only live once
You a star
And your love out of space baby girl
But
Time flew by so fast
Girl, it's been a minute
We let two summers pass
But nothing changed a bit
Still somethin' 'bout the way you're movin'
wildin' when y'all see my car
I step on your toes, fuckin' ya hoes chain reaction
Take toes stay in my clothes
Keep askin' why I keep buckin' y'all
boo
I know you forever TRU by the things you do
Not only would you ride, die, and cry for me
You'll even take my charge, kiss your baby bye for me
figured that everybody be leavin' here all livin
You standin' to close partna, you askin' too much baby
You need to get way from round me, before our
wildin' when y'all see my car
I step on your toes, fuckin' ya hoes chain reaction
Take toes stay in my clothes
Keep askin' why I keep buckin' y'all
to the canelike a baby has a name
2:35 in the night can´t sleep see me strugglingsheets in my bed full of sweat got to keep hustlingone and one is two not
Puttin' Purple In The Soda
Twist This Marijuana
Do You Wanna Fo'sho, Fo'sho
Whippin' In This Rover telling You Come Over
I Got Questions For Ya that
catch you in the Dec, givin a speech
Cause I'ma bust one of mine, and it'll reach
See all crackers ain't shit to me
Man fuck your hound and your deputy
Ya
Transported by mosquitoes and fleas to where you live
So lock yourself in your house with your wife and your kids
You're such a bitch, somebody probably made
around meant your man was in the county
Set to serve a bid now I'm headin' to where you live
I got me a posse forget you or not
Maybe we could talk
was the ity bity baby
Two was the palmentor, south pole
Three was the hebrew, children
Four was the son standin at the door
Three was the hebrew,
Levanta, Levanta
Once giving is always got you know
Once hit ain't always hot we know
Homie out here because I'm here fasho
Foundations solid rock
servin' blows, we in zones
My mom didn't understand me
Boy, you gon' die just like your daddy
From two to the head, dumped in the riverbed
I didn't to hurt
I've ever been with with
But you knew the rest
Wanna get caught up in my mess
Well, be my guest, be my guest, girl
For me to explain my first line to ya
You never thought ’bout what you've been doing to me
By saying this and that ’bout your mentality
Cause you were too numb to see that you are
Live my life like
I've got one to waste ya
Live my life like another's on the way
They keep telling me were all going to die
Tomorrow will go
I give out money to the streets
I do it for the babies
I don't tap my man's girl
I don't steal from my neighbors
I don't give out false praises
two step
Make the whole spot stop, been hittn' the ball next
Me and Darren side by side
Make Snoop wild wanna front from behind
To my young
back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes
Man I live up in B.R, I'ma die up in B.R
I got shit to do today
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