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don't wanna talk about it I just wanna do.. you.. by the Time that I come through, panties better be off So I can jump into Somethin new.. gotta make it
take a life or what One day I woke up My granny said my life was fucked Damn This life you living nigga fucked Gotta get it How they print it They can't
Yeah, Now we aint talkin about your ordinary girl man, There's there's something special about this one You know what I mean I mean she fly
TV, they be washed up by these fake news (They be watchin') No OD, I got control, nenn' es Fair Use Weed OP, smoke den shit, er riecht wie shampoo Talk
him back like "sorry bro I missed your call" He would text me back like "no man I'm glad you're busy it ain't your fault" We'll have plenty of time
a prison when I went off script Ain't it ironic that the actor can't handle his shit I ain't done a play in months cause I'm focused on the album But that
what these niggas rapping bout You give a bitch some lies & dick They do whatever you asking bout & I can’t Fuck with it They picked they sides
can't even walk I swear, you would know it all if these walls could talk I do not accept a call unless dough involved You make plans that ain't bout money
bitch up from mass If you ain't gon' shoot, assist it, pass I went and got bro a Taurus Off addys, feel enormous He talk to feds, he singing chorus Don't
Niggas be capping in raps Play their songs, Imma nap I never needed a friend Been by myself and I'm glad Had their back, but they stabbed Took what
behave Balance My life in the system Still got the talk Still got the walk They say I'm weird but I'm glad that I'm different Just Listen I did it did it
Dirty work i ain't talking chores I’m tryna get out and go new york Talk shit get fucked on? And i dont even know why And i dont even know why Wanna get
THOUGH BIG BANG THEORY THROUGH YA CAR DOOR YEAH ITS THAT NEW YORK BROOKLYN BIGGEST BOROUGH FLOW TALK THAT SHIT THAT ONLY THOROUGH KNOW YOU ROCKING WITH
she want Louis, she can get it I can pay cash 'cause I don't do credit New whip for the summer I'ma pay tax so I'ma use debit Baby if you can't
the bands by getting on em (woah, woah woah woah Wrap it like a bonnet on the head be the pro pouncer Life will give you lemons if you literally listen (Take
the sauna, majestic in aura Indeed, you can't impress me with talkin' unless you're a lawyer Finessin' the court, to take my people from detention to walkin'
gotta be me I murdered the best I’m so loud I’m heard by the deaf I got that boombap you can Feel right in your chest You ain’t Jimi Hendix don’t play Me
this shit too seriously Mindless drama cant affect or bother me But I clearly bothered you by just doing what I want to do I'm glad you're all obsessed
I mean it ain't pillow chatter 'cuz we mobile Motor mouths So let's talk Where you from? What's your crimes On your books? Wanted posters? All
metal to your head Hit the lick wont be no get back cause he's fuckin' dead Imma need my lawyer bitch I don't talk to fuckin' feds Tell em you ain't do
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