Lyrics:
you
You got memories, but take it from me cause
She ain't nothin' like (ol' girl you used to know)
Shawty's doin' right by you
Maybe you should
keep it jiggy
I won't ever check her phone
Told her when she see me
Better not be nothing on (take it off)
Even if she with me
She gon' say that she
the life of Billboards and mic cords
Straight buyin' shit you can't afford (hah) so put it down
And stop touchin' it, you wanna step to us, see you rushin'
The heart wants to feel.
The heart wants to hold.
The heart takes past Subway,
Past Stop and Shop,
Past Beal's,
And calls it "coming home."
Things started off right; you were always by my side
You walked through my life holding my hands and making me feel right
I dreamed as high as I
line
To prison and take a message to Shyne
Peace God from the PJ's to Ground Zero
It's a "Hardknock Life" but "The Sun'll Come Out Tomorrow"
Walk with
to cold-crushed tapes to get sold
I set my demo in a silvia-treated me cold
Time flew cause I was gettin' my shit off
Sixteen-now it's about the time to set my
things
Escape whenever you want
They don't know
How I hit it by the fire
And your legs stretch wider and it just get tighter
They don't know
That you're
Cash Money AP
I'm tired of walking to school on my own
I'm tired of always getting bullied by them
I just want to get it right
I just want to get
broads
I love breaking Suge Knight and his bros
(Ha ha) just like breaking the laws
I used to have his baby
Momma like taking it off i'm taking it all
Lil'
the top dropped, yeah
It's just us two, girl, take your top off, yeah, yeah (yeah)
You gotta keep it to yourself and don't tell no one 'bout it
I hand
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
it lock
Remix the rock and mix the grams
C.O.G. ski, with a WatchThis hat
With a black ass glock, and a couple of bands
She wanna fuck with a trap star
dey
Just slip on the counter, mop pon di cocky
She wan take it off for me
Well, come let me snap that no SnapChat
Good backazz, turn all the back
whatever, this is?
Or did you mean, to literally, pull off…?
Sunken expressions of pain
The permanent etch on my face
If love takes a game, then I’ll play
and dogs run free
Oh baby, it's time to leave
Take the van and the hearse down to New Orleans
Leave under the gaze of the billboard queens
Five-foot
Remix, Free
Remix, Busa Bus
Missy
Lil Scrappy lets go
Hey Shorty
I like the way you ass it up
I'm only whisperin' 'cause I'm just tryin' to fuck
Ooh,
'em words from me
That take long to cook
So some feel free in saying that we don't hunger for beats
Not that we not hungry, just picky in what we eat
and the rumors
Got me thinkin' of this dub
By Timex Social Club
Yo, word to my momma
I'm high off the trauma
Whitey Ford gets deeper than subway trains
ass off your feet (remix, c'mon)
They call me Drag-On, when it's time to bomb
I burn 'em all, 'til they all say turn 'em off
'cause these chips,
stressed, gave it all, they expected less
Disrespect, take it back the hood, protect your chest
Tried to break us but we broke through
Got the job done,
this in your CD-ROM
Www dot Canibus dot com
You can find me on the internet talking to chicks
That was sweating me off the Music Makes Me High remix
the billboard sloan
Check it now, you get the gold dick award
It's like jail and it's the sixth floor
Test me, floating in the S.E., now let's see
Half of y'all
hummer
Still off that St. Bernard exit down by the lake
Still pullin' up at Russell's just to hand out free eighth's
Still whippin' a big body, ain't
.png/218px-Kesha_AMAs_2019_(cropped).png "Kesha")
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