Lyrics:
Smith or Martin Lawrence
I'm talkin' 'bout
Boys that'll surely inspire
Your life insurance, life is short
Your reality is at the height of a dwarf
Say
and ball out of control
Pop the bottle after bottle til I fall out on the floor
Surrounded by dro clouds, they be like "No smokin"
I laugh at their bitch
a winning hand
Son, she always said, you gotta stand tall
Even when it looks like you'll take a fall
Life is short and sometimes sweet
Get out
spendin' next week's cash, he fast (oh)
And I don't even need a G-pass, I'm past that
I'm passin' 'em out now (yeah), and you can't have that (yeah)
That bucket of bolts in the driveway
It's old but it's still fast
And the weeds out in the front yard
When they're green, they look like grass
cadence
Thank God for the lunchroom tables
I'm trying to be the sickest nigga, dead or alive
And if I happen to fall short, it's been one hell of a ride
And Paulie getting money so them
Bitches all on him
And his young boys riding
They ready to fall for him
Cause word on the street that Paulie did that
Used Key
Lyrics fast like Ramadan
What's goin' on
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy on the side of Babylon,
a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans
Towns run by young guns, Outlawz and truants
Shit's
below the bridge
A little short on food that's all
Now I gotta get Marie some kind of coat
We're headed down into fall
I used to play the mouth harp
get better
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
Here I come star rapper
I get the fast money
Short cute hot boy
And rap for cash money
Stand out
living fast like I'm in a drag race, how that cash taste
When I was a senior I was ballin' on my classmates
Niggas put three bullets in my car one hit
And our horses will not be toys
And I wonder if we'll remember
When we were two little boys
Long years had passed, war came so fast
Bravely they
Yes (yo, Killa, Killa)
Flee Farms, boy
(Yeah, we leavin', uh, Tuesday, we gon' fly to London)
Fuck with me, Harlem (yeah)
I promise niggas
I
24 hours in a day
The sun rises, the sun sets & goes away
"How this day went so fast?"
Is what I thought
Only 12 months in a year - life is short
you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like
opium-scented, dark-tinted
Now watch me blow him out his shoes without clues
Cause I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short fuse
motherfucker for the way that you doubted me, how's it taste?
When I slap the taste out your mouth
With the bass so loud that it shakes the place
I'm Hannibal
never thought it would get that low
Where I fall, nobody knows
Knocked out, blacked out, alright, boys!
Oh oh, whoa oh i gotta lie on my backbone
Hot
The five-year olds eat defeat
Soiled in the seats when, "attention!"
And short attention spans
The boy who sweats when he's caught
Is touching a palm
below the bridge
A little short on food that's all
Now I gotta get Marie some kind of coat
We're headed down into fall
I used to play the mouth harp
you work out, gotta get it right back
I trap by day boy, rap by night,
C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump tight
[Hook]
[T-Mo Goodie]
I'm pimp
down
So just turn it up and turn it out
'Cause it can never get too loud
Let's take it from the street
And move it to the beach
The sand beneath our
you pussy boys fall back
Big face Rollie, rose gold cost 40
Platinum twenty-one, it's time to go and spoil shorty
You only live once I'm screaming
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