Lyrics:
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The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
look good
Those a hundred proof nigga tell you different, he a liar
Drop 1 album, set the world on fire
I will not stop and I wont retire
You niggas
album had no famous guest appearances
The outcome: I'm crowned the best lyricist
Many years on this professional level
Why would you question who's
minute
Who put my Rolex on the radiator
Back like boomerang I'm Dundee'ing it
But you might see me later alligator
In some bally lace ups, with some
tonight. Come with me.
You could come in.
But your father?
He never comes back until after the Regis & Kathie Lee Show
And this room was soundproofed when
starting with "Its a wild chance..." are from a song called "what do you do with the urge" from Max Websters "universal juviniles" album. The lyrics in this
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I've been to with you, girl
The north-west by the Pindan
The salty, heavy sea
The days we laid on Cable Beach
And read beneath the tree
swervin'
Summer time I pick her up, white tee with the top down or I'm shirtless
Take her to Lee's Kitchen, we gon' hit the boulevard
She like boy, I know
they gon tell you for if you don't already know
huh nigga that's all on you to be on top of yearn
But by the time they finish fuckin you, bitch you
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
marvel shit dont step on my grass like stan lee too
Its friday so you know im suoer lit wen i get off
She sucked me in the middle of a court she got my
by the way and still getting slept on
What you think? You _Murdering, Inc._? Who put you in pink? Perform many bumps at the brink, you fucking with
drinkin' on somethin', have you smokin' on somethin'
Have you smokin' on somethin'
[Hook: Swae Lee]
Golly, golly, she love me, and
My woman, my ho, these
You better get it right
I produce what you like
Satisfy your appetite
No fly-by-night, we rock you right
KRS Shaggy Mad Lion yo
Whassup with this money?
a timeshare somewhere
Rock bum wear, beach chair, write a book each year
You can write yourself out of your blessings
Wreck your Lambo the first day just by
Swimming by default against the tide.
Through the sea.
Oh, Anna Lee.
I can no longer pretend life is not in real time.
I am vibrating the air just for
sometimes I just
Break out in an English
Accent, you know, like
What's wrong with that?
You can! Why not?
Do you think that mixtape Nicki and pop
Nicki can
life is delayed like the music has been
I lost all control when I signed with a pen
I sit on a bookshelf while I'm shelved again
And you say I'm selfish
rebuild, your man's bionic
Put your trust in me, I never let you down
I always come up with a way to checkmate these clowns
I effeminate these clowns,
group 4
And you got defeat by the one u need 2 for
These other spitters ain't hot they are lukewarm
Have you ever seen a grime spirit in it's true form
I cry when I listen to your album
With a heavy heart, and heavy soul
It reminds that at times we all get lonesome
We don't know where we want to go
with me and it'll be gifts and curses
I see you drinkin' syrup, see you workin', I see you
I can see that ass from the front, it done got big on me
a great body, but your record collection sucks
I'm afraid that I'll never learn to live
With what you call "alternative"
Unplugged albums and charity
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