Lyrics:
litty
All this pain I can't show pitty
Time change ion know who really wit me
Ain't nobody really fuckin wit me
Wishing for a burner like my name was
Calling all cocaine coppers
An name droppers
My aim proper
I flame poppers
You gone need
A brain voucher
When I pull this
Blade out you
You
Don, so tha flow is real proper
Can't name anyone's that hotter
Tell you what? Sorry roger
Prove urself spoil me with Prada
How you care if you not
Cinderella, you're as lovely as your name
Cinderella, you're a sunset in a frame
Though you're dressed in rags
You wear an air of queenly grace
talks the same
Those blue suede babies
All know my name
And I said hold tight
Can't you see it's hurting me
But I've got the buzz
Like Marlon
fronting
Your money stack up to nothing
My women built like a onion
You hear them marching and stomping
Get at me propper
Ill sign your name to my roster
Im
should start by saying yo
I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room
I got to give her game proper
Spit it so she get
not a hoe to
Point out my enemies, a girl who's into me
But not a hype chick someone with proper energy
Someone who's into me but won't fuck with my
tenure, I only stay
If you motherfuckers pass, so
Here some simple shit for
Your stupid fucking asses
Regurgitate some dates
And a couple proper names
for the chest and the brain
I seen the good die young while the suckas maintain
We bang proper
Fuck fame when ya name is ya name
We ain't cut from
for you
You'll never pick about or pick a quarr'l
With Mister Krupa or with Frankie Carle
You'll never dig a list of bigger names
A cuttin' capers with
a thing about it if it ain't proper
They gone know ya name lil' Toddie I ain't forgot ya'
Southbound with the real Sinatra
Cause deep down in my spirit I
proper
They gone know ya name lil' Toddie I ain't forgot ya'
Southbound with the real Sinatra
Cause deep down in my spirit I can feel it I believe that I'm
never been a trapper
Ohww this is clean this is what I mean
White on white forces drip looking proper
U go search my name on your browser
See lately
They
whole world go round
Baby imma about to go pro now
Make you say my name as a proper not a pro noun
This aint what you used two this aint what you used
Don't play me
I use proper English & I'm straight
I'm in the news again for paying dues my friend
And not the type of ganda u prop in my way
Don't
a talk, she say my name, she say it proper, bitch Stick up on me in this function, I ain't doin no arguin'
And this bitch with M.O.B., who really stoppin
us
entertain
Small talk, we know that it's all talk
We live in the Laugh Factory every time they mention your name
Askin', "where the hoes at?" to impress
Antiques
We practice proper techniques
Building sounds around our name
But you better take it literal we killing it for fame
It's four years in the making,
You won't rest
Until the hearse that becomes me
Finally takes me
Oh you've done it now
And you won't smile
Until my loving mouth
Is shut good and proper
X-Men
X-Men
Picture my face when I found out I wore a slave name
In Kory fashion proper I handled it awkward
It was like 10 years after it was first
Everybody shut up, woo!
Everyone listen up!
Hey, hey, hey, uh
Hey, hey, hey
If you can't write in the proper way
If you don't know how to conjugate
Last week I fucked five bitches, don't remember one name (one name)
She wanna know more, I want one thing (one thing)
Had her drinking and smoking
like to take the time and give a proper introduction
My name is Terry
My last name is Gray
And there is more about my story
That I'd like to say
I wanna
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