Lyrics:
Let by gone
Be by gone
Leave haters alone
We no need to buy gun
Let by gone
Be by gone
Leave haters alone
We no need to buy gun
Kpokpogiri
I hope you
Once upon a time I knew I'd see you every weekend
Everything is different and I swear it got me tweaking
Wanna open up but I can't let go of my
change that
(C Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
(C
The black is by the fire
The lights are on the tree
Elvis sings Blue Christmas for you and me
Everything is perfect
The candles have it glow
The only
in a bar room, Lord
Turnin' them songs into two-by-fours
Dreamin' 'bout the day that I'm sittin' by the fire
Huddled with my honey in her Country
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
I co by to nie było mało to dla niej mało
I co by się nie działo mało to dla niej mało
I co by to nie było mało to dla niej mało
I co by się nie
He's been wounded already in the struggle of life
Battered by raging storm of strife
Caught in a whirlwind of heartbreak and pain
And blinded by
soldiers on the front line
Doing what you got to do to get by (listen)
This is for the struggle it don't stop
This one's for Malcolm, Martin and Tupac
and white T's, my style fresh
Talkin' fly to every shorty walkin' by, she could get it
For the summer but at least give me a weekend with it
Summertime
wishin'
I can take my keys, put it in the ignition
And you still on me, got your engine tickin'
But you gon' know my name by the way I whip it, yeah
Don't compare to you
[Hook:]
So I wanna know something
Can you and me go out on the weekend
Babygirl you leave me speechless
Wake me up 'cause I
A cop was shot in the head by a 10 year old kid named Buddah in
Central Park last week
The fathers are lined up by
the coffins by the Statue of Bigotry
on the market
You're on the price list
In the spring who can say?
Please send me evenings and weekends
Shared by with the weeks
Please send me evenings
They've got a Gulfstream running
For a weekend getaway
A private sanctuary
A superyacht docking
Churning up the Squillidae
On a private island quay
think you'd notice me
Meet me later by the beach
Meet me later by the beach
We gon' smoke a lot of tree
Okay, like who
Just you and me
Just you and me
I
Headin' up to San Francisco
For the Labor Day weekend show
I've got my hush-puppies on
I guess I never was meant for
Glitter rock and roll
I'm in the zone with you, I don't ever plan on leaving
You got me hypnotized, can we share the weekend, love?
What is your schedule like?
Your mind,
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Shawty wanna slide on the weekend
The way she do it always have a nigga tweaking
Like roddy rich bitch I'm balling
Obvious decisions...
You out of town for the weekend with your bitches
Don’t let your make-up run on the linen
You got Louis V luggage when your
I'm here to stay
There's no work on Monday, it's a long weekend
Barbecues and swimming outside, meant to be shared with friends
And I never have
me
Take time just to let the days go by
Could you sleep in
Would you have kids with me
Stack bins when it's time to move our home
It's a hard row
birthday; I deserve to be on top
And now I’m on top; I SAID
I had a dream about a week ago
Eventually, I’ll be the frontrunner every weekend show
All I did is
I been holdin' my love back
Late nite chiefin' OG by myself
But as I see you roll that backwood
Do you mind if we could chill?
Girl you lookin' like
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