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kneelin', by a grave in an old cemetery.
I stopped my car and walked over to where the little boy was kneelin' down. And
he smiled up at me and said,
a 'bout to break it down
Tryin' talk some sense in y'all fools
Look a here
Playa let me tell you what's happenin'
Get that number keep it crackin'
Tell
no doubt in my mind
'Cos you're the talk of the town
I think you ruined all my plans
When I saw you it was over
And the things I used to run from
Would you like to meet in SoHo?
This is David. Oh, I don't know
Just talk of how New York has been
Yes, it's easy to imagine,
I've healed a lot
the name of this place
My path through Iowa would be
Hard to trace
All the adults in this town
Try not to frown
When I walk by
But Jason smiled at me
of hit the boof
Let em all keep talk, I ain't talking back
I walk with swag they cock it back
Check my mailbox monthly for the S.I. mag
If you say I'm not
mean?
About you niggas smugglin, switchin, you know what I mean?
Runnin off with all my game..
[ Ant Banks ]
Oh boy
[ Vidal Prevost ]
All over, man
Could be your funeral
Catch you slippin' inside town
Bluntz be the one like Anthony Davis eyebrow
So quiet down
I take it over at my pace
The rabbit that
In 1986, the University of California Davis, sought two of the
all-time brightest stars,
Dr. Alphonze Mephesto, and Dr. Arny Abe Sacrabin,
Dr.
Well Hey Have You Seen Her
She's All Over Town
Oh Hey Have You Seen Her
She Sure Gets Around
All Those Talks About Her
There She's Goes
(She Goes
just gotta a sort of anger against me
They wanna kill me, drive by and throw shots at my grave, it's crazy
But all gravy 'cause I'm gettin' cash money
or show thats ever, by the way
A little talk is Residue
Convince myself and anybody who
Just want to know im out
Me and you your momma and your cousin, too
nuttin further - fill in the details
[Brett]
I'm here, it's over, fuck how why'all feel
When I drop, why'all gon' realize it's all real
Bein left for
passin by me
Asking me to stay but im gonna have to
Tell you no the spirits taken over now it's
Time to be alone
P.s to all my supporters, we love you.
isn't over yet
There might be things that I'd regret
Some revelation
So I run, so I run
You can chase me all you want
You'll never catch me
My legs are
the one some think is great?
I'm that one (son of a gun!)
Drivin' by wavin' my fist
Makin' 'em mad when I'm goin' like this
Top gun, never on the run
cash and the girl was mine
I took her over town I wined her and dined her
She ask me 'did I like her?' I said: "Well... kinda"
All of a sudden she
all the way up to the small town where I'm from
With foggy air and the wind and the mountain tops
And we clung to rocks and we looked off
You held my
want it
Y'all don't want it, y'all just fronting, homeboy, then back up off me
I'm a young fly soldier, thought I told ya, wack cats is gon' be over
the ballpark
Figures on my numbers these niggaz is all talk
Niggaz is missin', out on life, I ain't hit him
I ain't sittin 'round thumb-twiddling, I ain't
'cause a *** horny
Now I'm in the parking lot, baby all over me
Ay, ay, wait a minute ha, let's go
It's about 3 in the morning
Got my thang, cocked 'cause
town work ain't hard to come by
Boom town workers are
You might be the one running the show but
That don't mean you're in charge
I was looking for
again
Over and Over again
Over and Over again
Guess that's who I am
It seems funny but
I see you around town
It's different now and then
We talk
don't I?
I'm inspired by the glist' of the wrist
You'd do the same if you rich, don't lie
Sixty K for the bracelet
Spent over three million with
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