Lyrics:
just won't Let [x3]
Hard as mofucker ha-ha-ha-ha-ha hard as a mofucker hard hard
[Verse 2:]
My ora taLk for it say goddam
Give my fresh room to breathe
something mean for this one boy
[VERSE 1: DRAKE]
Chances Are Most of the day you was lying around
i made money thats why these girls eyeing me down
by
With No Faith
In Any Female Thats Askin What I Was Earnin
I Met This Recent Lady
She Knew A Piece Of Sadey By Spinners
I Guess In My Southern Eyes That
But I dont say word, I'll never tell
Until you get a Kanye beat, you'll never sell
[Chorus]
I'm livin a movie, not livin by rules
It's just a movie,
Yeah...
Empire...
Lil Wayne...
Question...
Cash Money...(Three)
Dope Supply
[Chorus]
Living in a World a Fantasy
(Livin in a World a Fantasy)
His
the graveyard
Spar in the same ring
Now it's house by the building
Where Malcolm X was slain
I spring train in the winter
Round early December
Run suicide drills
Might Get Her,
By The End Of The Week I Would Know That Crew
And We'd Assembled A Trio, A Whole New Scene
With Three Ladies In The Shot We Never Broke
the three time losers
Pour out some beer, bust out the ruger
Ladies and gentleman
Bullets will leave you tremblin'
Shooken up
I got my cuban mommy cooking up
and frankincense
And there they all sang with one accord
Their glorious praises to out Heavenly Lord
Noël, noël, noël, noël
Born is the King of Israël
And by
Our romance won't end on a sorrowful note,
Though by tomorrow you're gone;
The song is ended, but as the songwriter wrote,
The melody lingers on.
you could see it in your mind -
I guess it's kinda like sunshine
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Before I continue let me make one thing clear
Took me a while but
that's a-hankerin' after its nest.
twenty-three miles we've covered today.
So, Whip crack-away!, Whip crack-away!, Whip crack-away!
The wheels go
Girl, girl, girl
That's your life
Girl
Smoking that glass pipe
I come from the city of dope
It couldn't be saved by john the pope
Cause
the three-eighty
Cause where we stayin', niggas look shady
But they can't fade South Central
Cause bustin' a cap is fundamental
Checkin' out every block
First of all you gotta have nuts
Don't give a fuck
Nigga's duck when I bust
'cause they know if I miss it ain't by much
Thinkin short like
again
You won't find me 'til the clock strikes three
I'm gonna be there 'til then
I gotta go back, back, back to school again
Whoa, whoa, I gotta go, back
First of all you gotta have nuts
Don't give a fuck
Nigga's duck when I bust
'cause they know if I miss it ain't by much
Thinkin short like
Telephone wires above are sizzlin' like a snare
Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothing scares me anymore (one, two, three, four)
Kiss me hard
Double my cup, wait, Wock' on my seat (damn)
Switchin' these lanes, got her face by my knee (her head)
Two-hundred ain't shit to me (nothin', nigga)
I
Prada hoes
College ho, Zone 3, niggas with a lot of gold
Snoop guard the door
I just love being by the stove
Heres some food for thought, a little
Yeah
We in the championship
We was down 3-1
Yeah
(I can feel it coming in the air tonight)
Philly
Champions of the United States (Oh lord)
Gotta refund 'cause you sure can't see me
Who keeps CD's on repeat, stuck in MP3's two, three weeks
At the gates on the day I was released (hey)
chicken shit in to chicken salad.
Make no mistake about it, eggs will be laid tonight!
Ain't that right girls? Oh, my girls.
My three favorite
drop top 'Rari with three bitches
Tired being in the middle of trial with three snitches
And I hit up every club in your city, where niggas at?
I be in
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