Search results for 'must say adieu by bow wow' Page #59

gone Lift 
An Empty song
Need a Riff
you complain
Because your musics 
Getting beat by a kid 

I'm making Thunder 
So Low Key (Loki) Like Thor's Brother

opps in Fendi
And when juice get spilled like soda
No I won't say no words like Kenny

My hand ting coming like Corona
If it coughs twice then it's

a spirit bomb
Laughing at these villains face with a Kamehameha

I'm the face of the franchise if take a look
I got a game made by Bandi, cause I keep demand

swagger was her dagger; she sashayed my way and gave me her math told me told to call her. I lured into her trap. Hypnotize by beauty this short cutie said

I'm gettin' racks
I heard you niggas broke, don't tell me that's facts
A hundred 'bows sold in one day, close the trap

I could make a forty in

They Don't Know [Bonus Track]

Penthouse Players Clique

Paid the Cost

concieted, in this game you need it
I won't bow down for props I must drop for
A few, cause a few are true to their game

	"They don't know what I know"

like who this guy 
Fresh guy 
Fly guy 
Bad guy 
Rocking Nike’s Na correct guy 
Shacking them all must be chongai 
They like who be this guy 
Fresh guy

Wow
Glory to God for real bruh
See me getting linked to AG, you know I ain’t talking bout Silver
I am the one eye was meant to be, I dey kuku cook it up

head wow
Catch me without some shit i doubt yeahhhhh
Must mean I should've end up dead now
With niggas dying left and right it be increasing my issue

improvising

(Zebulon, Q.F. Da Funkee P, Mac Maestro)
ooh, huh, wow

(Zebulon)
Yeah improvising, certain naturalizing,
right now here we're socializing
I'm in

the curtains
Man my angel in the field 
And he working

Ok I, I woke up wit a call 
From my brother T
(Yo)
Ahh Say bow what's poppin
You haven't hit me u wilding

yeah, uh, bout To blow through
The roof, ooh, ooh, ooh, I just Blew through the roof, I'm gone, By, disappearin' like
Way up to the moon, through

we're all forsaken
I don't care what you believe in, in a heaven or a hell
Because, in the end we must make it by ourselves
It's hard to tell when you're

place
At the wrong time
This must be
On your mind
Cuz you know
I'm bout mine
All the time
On my grind
It's bout time
Bottom line
If you know
You won't

lopsided, I've not sighted my destination
No compromises, I must arrive with no complications
I'm on the rise to be ostracized by my population
Or my god

out
Almost got my bachelor's, too late to opt out
What would my pops say?
You think you funny now
What would my moms say?
You must got money now
But I'm

say
I'm out here making cash bitch it's a payday
I'm out here farming bags motherfuckin' hayday
Bombing daves ass motherfucker mayday
Yuh I am the shit

I won’t say I’m the best you know
I’ll try to stay professional
But if you disagree with me
Then you can suck my testicles
The test is full of yes

hadn't drank a drop, still got hassled by the J.P.D.
And I said hey dude can't you just leave her alone
She ain't done nothin' wrong man and we just want

garage in Westwood Village, Los Angeles, California. He must be dead by now, dead somehow, bled somehow. The joy in his eyes when I said wow after he had

gun shoot
Must be thinking like a fucking fool
Dey no say gunshoot
We bout long talking
If you dis we gon the barking
1Up
1 Bumbaclot Up

call yourself a gunner
Any boy feel like they can dis Add A Decimal
Gonna get gun shoot
Must be thinking like a **** fool
Dey no say gunshoot
We bout

And don’t say you’re a piece of shit
Almost like an invalid 
Acting like a candy ass 
Don’t wanna just be rude by calling you a fag
Keep talking, the dentist

a concussion
Then I asked, wow, do you need some Robitussin
I can grab some from the cabinet on my way up out the door
She asked like you don't want any more