Lyrics:
but I just said, give me more
Feed me tennis balls that you stole from the mall run by biggie smalls
I hate being sober I wish that this was over
And I
Ghetto Boyz ayy, ayy (yeah)
I got what you want, I got what you need
Nigga (Woo)
Get a check by my lonely, I don't need niggas
(I don’t need niggas)
Ay, Lil Drippy Balls, ay Free Brayden
They say violence is never the answer
How bout I pull out a stick and let you think about it
I'm whipping out
prepared
Yeah I hate to break it to you shawty, really never cared
Switch my flows like my clothes, dawg, I don't know what to wear
when you can't hold your liquor
Said that she was broken like i gotta fix her
Get past all the bullshit then we gon' ball together
Shoutout to my niggas
From the third collection of poems "The Dreamer” (Russian: Мечтатель).
In English (interpretation by Lord Muck):
What's not right here is
a mile in your shoes they've never had to wear your crown
Don't try to fit in if they won't let you, keep your eye on that ball
Don't give up on who you
AND CLASSY,
I’M VIBING…GO TO SLEEP ON YOU AT ANY MINUTE I’MA JOE WITH IT LIKE BIDEN
DON’T GIVE AH FUCK WHO AIN’T REALLY WITH ME I’M BY MYSELF IF I’M SLIDING
with motive and the OT
Call me I got Richie boy we meet him with his whole team
Oh pussy you afraid
Thought you had the balls you the nigga with
Like what the issue is
You brought that bitch around and then she left she seen how lit we is
Motion man I done went from nun to some only sauce
a bad guy
If you can't see my face, it's like I wear the ice
You so cussin', got the snake on me and I will not lie
Double beams, they bout to bust your
Michael Starr:] What do you want?
[Dan:] I know it's most unusual to come before you so
But the planet Earth sucks balls now that no one's allowed to bone
plus what I insisted
For my nephews and my older sisters, ball out
Ain't no more limits to give, it's finna get it all now
When you broke, you tryin'
on a darkling plain
In the dim dank night of the pissin'-down rain
Darkling down on the balls of his ass
While he prays and waits for the storm to pass
The price is on me head
I'm paro off me head
Everybody's out to get me
They only want me 'cause I wear designer
Too much designer
Too much designer you
many sneers
But all those oh-so-nears
Wear you down
Through the years
But I still see that tackle by Moore
And when Linekar scored
Bobby belting
many sneers
But all those oh-so-nears
Wear you down
Through the years
But I still see that tackle by Moore
And when Linekar scored
Bobby belting
Looking directly into the sun
In a world full of sin with no place to begin
And no place to start all over
Most absent desire gets drown out by the choir
a gangbanger walk by real fast
Brand new khakis hangin' off his ass
At first, I didn't like the chump
'Cause he looked like he needed to go take a dump
But
* car pulls up *
Hey fellas
Any of you guys seen Willie Calloway?
Wille who, man?
What you talkin bout?
Calloway, Willie Calloway
What this fool
Let me let you know, if you're unaware
If a girl don't wear no underwear
Then we gotta do it like a double dare
Saht, Dumb, and Wax bitch
Skill is for
by the god, that's G-O-D, you Giamatti to a Paul Gasol
'Cause you be acting, always capping and i'm tryna ball
But that was spur of the moment
And I
Long may you reign in vain, in pain, just open the champagne
In climb the vein, invade the brain, just one goal to attain
Wear the ball and chain,
I got rights to speech
As long as I wear a muzzle
Been Ballin since '01
So I ball for another couple
My lifes a big joke
So why dont I chuckle
No time
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