Lyrics:
Drop my dutches on the floor on my way to the store
Baby mama still be bitching I'm banging these hoes
Mucha nalga dopevillano be digging the nose
this world had in store for
Me
(What this world had in store for me)
Life is a prank that just ends in tragedy
I've got a sickness that I can't deny
I'm
some percs to billy bob
And robbed the phone store for some pape
Curry sosa with the shot
Socks and proxy store the wave
If he indulge in the pot well
to Kast you know it's a fact you know
Him and I are different and you love it
Get addicted to the sound we have in store for you
Him and I are different
group and I'm told them bring on your friend (Yeah)
Too much cash I cant store it all I got bands
Bigg macc and money like Romeo and Juliet (On God)
Hit
know who I am and I know I'll be okay
But for now I'm falling apart
And I know my life has more in store
I'm not gonna give up
You know that I will fight
Rolling 1, PS 2
Todo negro, ropa sport
Estoy afuera de la store
Es de mentira esa Glock
Bitches no saben quien soy
Estoy pa conseguir un montón
No me
bare én gang at høre dig sige
Hallo, hallo
Hele verden venter
men hvor er du
det store øjeblik
begynder lige nu
Hallo hallo, hvad tænker du på
du kan
in store for a long night.
You know it's all a joke and in the end you'll have to deal with it in the morning.
It's the last time we go down that road.
I'm in the stores without a mask
They all got something to say
If your that scared don't come out to play
When I go out for a run all the creatures
Hei hvor enn du er i verden
Det er deilig å sløve i skyggen
Hold deg våken nå skjerpes greiene
Store høvding skvise litt hardere
Mas mas mas over
slep er alltid natta med
Om glede snart må vike plass for sorg
Er begge frukt av samme store tre
Du som vil ha nærhet uten sår
Du som stenger alle dører
my hands into the shape of a T
But I require that no one wears a wire
You can't make that promise to me
So I
Know theres more in store
For I
From you
skjønte han va'kke store biten
Så var han dog en liten mann
Han hadde mørke brune øyne
Og håret var så svart som kull
Han lå og skrek det første døgnet
Men
survival
Late night, Valhalla, roll it out the bible
914, every corner store got a nigga with the raw
Just bring your straw
Piff by the Oâ??s, pussy
to fall facedown
And then removed
Wasted in public while handing out gifts
Law was convinced a department store hit
The glass is full only for a moment
Margellica, remember that time we ran into each other at the grocery store
We were both trying to cut in line
Which one of us wants it more
You were
live in a dream
Until we collide
You promised me a nuclear war
Burned to dust at the video store
You promised me a nuclear war and all I got was sick
If you gang then I'm calling you bro
Spend a whole lotta racks in the store
We gotta whole lotta hoes and summo
Yea we gotta whole lotta hoes
Gone to pick up the chicken and the wine at the store
Just to slip on your carpet and die in the doorway
It's great to be stupid, but it pays to be sharp
to my life
The one that I have waited for, your beauty can't be found in stores
You're my merry Christmas, you're my happy holidays
You're my happy new
living nostalgia like
Like ice cream
On dry ice in the summer
And melted in the ultra sheen
And dime store cocoa butter
She waiting for me
Like ice
mine
Buying out stores, and the online
Got scores at the compound
She can hop in the whip, take her 'round town
Life look nice in them street lights
Pass
your bitch Gangnam Style
Ah Asian nigga, kick game like Bruce Lee
T Raws in the stores
They selling out like floor seats
These bitches lost like Dorothy
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