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striking that
Haters won't tell the truth in
Front of your face
Not the same time, not the same place
So they hate from a greater distance far away
You see
als Rapper
I got drank and I'm soaked up
And smoke up my chauffeur
While he drives that pornstar filled
Royce to my front door
I like good green
up to the bumper when you see the badman a cool inna the car in front a you
Good fortune, yes indeed, me see the hot gal stepping out a BMW
If me
to front
Money can't buy me happiness
But I'm happiest when I can buy what I want
Any time that I want, get high when I want
Japan to Amsterdam, mic in
walks through the door, he was shaking and crying
As all heads slowly in sync turned, he pauses
Then pulls a pistol out of his front pocket
The girls
prinde
Ce nu se poate vinde sau cumpara
Ma musique n'a pas de frontière
Click et moi on est toujours présent sur le front frère
Rien qu'on militent
the bay she a model front page and her only fans crazy
(Ay ay)
I had her my way I had to have a taste her pussy smell like daisies
(Ay ay)
I had her
I'd show up at the start of June
cugust always came too soon
cs we'd pull away in our four door
You'd stand crying on the front porch
chhhhh Highland
mean honey
I tried to sell my soul it didn't go so well
Cause I'm still here, right here, right in front of your face so God saved
the queen
But he
You're standing right in front of me
With a purpose I can't see
I wish I knew what's on your mind
But that's a key I'll never find
I wanna know
while I crash the instrumental
All saved not soft in the mind
Stay woke be a light time to shine
Full armor fight on the front line
No cap lil homie I
on 33 I hate to be a lame
Back it up shake sum I want the back end
He love to flex in front the camera till I'm screaming action
Yo brotha ain't about
a Dream
I'm not gonna wake up
But if I'm awake I,
Won't close my eyes again
Everything I'll ever need
Is standin right in front of me
You've given me
to us
And haters can hate
And fakers can front
So we try to live
Like it's all we've got
'Cause for all we know
This could be the last night
It's to the front y'all
It's on the, it's on the it's on the one
Wanna give props to my boy who made the beat
This Kid Named Miles
Wanna give props to my
t-Love is (I'm comin')
I'm all that y'all, and to the back y'all
It's to the front y'all
It's on the, it's on the it's on the one
Wanna give props to my
inside the face goose
Saw what the struggle do
I mean you act like your fake friends is loving you
They undress in front of me and I'm uncomfortable
calling d contractor
So long I have to wait cuz
Me chimney leaking
Dem children dey sleeping
Pass in d front door, kitchen, or back door
Don’t make no
the story goes of wishing
-What was in front of him
-He could be kissing that girl
-When you've had it all and then you lose
-The shadow upon your last hope
down
If I’ll be at your release date
Would you still single me out
Amongst all your many men in leather jackets
Fighting for the front row seat in your
why? prob'ly
'cause I'm getting that cake in, boy
Bitch try say "put 2 on the list"
Fuck that, man, I pull up with like 80 boys
Big JOC on the front with
I met this girl at my show
She went from standing front row
To laying down on my floor
She sucked me right out my soul
She put me all on her
studio. So the first time we all met was actually while eating a slice of pizza. A few hours later we went back to the studio : Fil sat in front
Yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah, hey
J'suis pas tout seul, front contre le sol
Pour la boussole, maman (maman)
J'ai pas vu l'heure
Pardonne-moi, j'ai pas vu
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