Lyrics:
the preacher
In the line I skipped the leader
Give a fuck about it neither
I’m a dreamer and a schemer
You can tell by my demeanor
Baby is you up yet?
'Cause I move differently
Pipe down The Donn is preaching
Watch how you speak to me
I treasured you like diamonds
But you ain't no RiRi
Can't make a song
volume one
Chapter one
Stage one is the most important of the stages as it can alert you to an imminent catastrophic event
It can usually be defined
pipe (Laying pipe)
I love how we vibe, yeah you are my type (Are my type)
I need you here by my side, girl its only right (It's only right)
The way you
take flight
Can't think twice
Had all night to think
And by the day
I done said it's alright
No pipe
That's right
I might have to fight
But that's
to the phone, I can sell the tone
In the science lab I mix me chemicals
In silicone fella in the vanilla cone
The school even play the recorder
Now days he
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
RoadRunners
Uh, ain't nobody get up, make me get to it, I was inspired by my
I'm the one
Popping titties for no reason she sending it as view once
We gone ball by any means
I like blue notes nothing green
Pray to go tuck the pipe
in the reservoir keep it in the mental log
I've been feeling at a lost watch me sink
I think that I made it far you can tell by the bars
Birth
the same, go and smoke on ya crack pipe
I got her blowing like Bag pipes
I got her wet, you would think she got Baptized
Fuck it, we winning by Halftime
I got
is that you better get it
He keep saying he real, then tell me why the fuck he switching
Long, long nights, holdin' my pipe
They want me dead, I'm
Leave a legacy behind
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch a hater by the toe
Pressure bust pipes
You already know
I do what I want
You do what you can
I am who I
I'm a weed plant
A leafy, green plant called cannabis
I'm smuggled in by car or bus
You can wear me for clothes, or you can smoke me up
In cannabis
to furnace heaven
We midwesterners love talking 'bout the weather
This year's temperatures been breaking all the records
Our pipes are gonna freeze, but
The playing fields of Eton
Have made us frightfully brave-
And though if the Van Dycks have to go
And we pawn the Bechstein Grand,
We'll stand
By
pipe in his windpipe, twisting like a drill
Run around fronting, buying his men's kicks
Gassed a broad up so she can help her rent a whip
The other
who you are
There's hoes in the room, there's hoes in the car
There's hoes on stage, there's hoes by the bar
Hos by near, an hos by far
Ho! (But can
kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two planets away
I got my drink, I got my music
I would share it but today I'm
really ready?
No, I hit make 'em sick like a *choghs* bad cold
Lil Doogey and I ride the 4 by 4 shh
Nigga I'm too fast you can't slow my roll What
Any way you want it baby you can get it
Girl let my tongue get you right
You callin a plumber you know I lay pipe
And you gon be saying my name by
hey I ain't)
You know that I can't mind read ya ( and I can't, and I can't, okay, okay )
And sometimes I wish in my heart that you would let me know
Three thirty seven in the morning
Can I wake you up
His momma named him Clay
Imma call him Clay
I'm touching on your body
And you like it
Cause you
smokin' on some loud, you can't hear a sound
I don't know I'm high or am I dead, but I can see the clouds
Could care less by where you fuckin' been, I don't
Don't you know what it's like to be in the projects
Projects
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Tell 'em imma put up
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