Lyrics:
a wave, gotta learn how to surf it
See these stripes? Fam, you've got to earn it
Don Cee featuring Skibidi Jong Jong
Crazy how moments are revived by
Ou I just drank a whole lot of water, whole lot of H2O, whole lot of aqua
Ice on that, ice on this
Ice round your neck and ice on your wrist
All your
side cause I ain't finna sell out
No hoes, just one deep, I ride and die and that checks out
You can fact check me, been a prodigy before A L H
my life and winters setting in
A time to reflect and solitude to think
Sitting by the fire light it up and then I wink
At the spirit of love as I made
Yo mans broke as h*ll
Why he lying like he get it
Why you get it
Drinking all surp
Man it's f***ing up my kidney
Got paid twice from my mans
All the b******* you kicking n*****
I am unimpressed
When I pull on your h** a**
Boy I'm aiming at your had
You a bird b***** n*****
Eating edges
since pimping been invented bitch
I'm gonna die pimping
Fuck all of that bullshit
Ooh
I be like
Eenie meenie minie
Moe,
Grab a hoodrat by her pussy not
numbers I don't pick up
Get you lined by a stripper
Then she give me throat and I don't tip her
That's yo h*e I probably hit her
I used to play ball, yeah
go and take
A ride with me
I would never leave you
B-E-H-I-N-D
If you need your space
I'll be G-O-N-E
As long as you recognize
You got a friend in me
goes
Imma show you
Medicated frustration through
Syncopated dictation
Emanating from hate and
Spreading like a (Pandemic)
My races hated by racists
arrive
But h I'm cold blooded
I might freeze, but i never die
Bitch I'm gold blooded, by all means get it anytime
Nah, i ain't finished now
I was really
informed
And I'm just trying to press on.
I seem to always bite the hand that feeds me
No secret, scared when they see me
They'll see me h-y-p-e-d
Minds be
Samtaleemnet det store
Er pølsemaker H Brand som forsvant fra sitt hjem
Men tenk nå tror jeg vi er kommet på sporet
Det fører rett til Thorvald
Samtaleemnet det store
Er pølsemaker H Brand som forsvant fra sitt hjem
Men tenk nå tror jeg vi er kommet på sporet
Det fører rett til Thorvald
I'm getting hotter
Surrounded by fans
Palming volumes of Valium
I'm drawing a crowd-in
Show at the Bellagio
I fall in a fountain
I'm down and they're
and made by Taxi's (taxi's)
Intelligently cuttin' Tax's (tax's)
Making moves solidly, live in Texas Texas)
For three months come back home
Fuck some nigga's
Don't gotta tell a bitch to get on her knees
Rob an enemy with ease
Take his wallet and then take all his cheese
Red dot make a man wanna freeze
Slide by
Samtaleemnet det store
Er pølsemaker H Brand som forsvant fra sitt hjem
Men tenk nå tror jeg vi er kommet på sporet
Det fører rett til Thorvald
we aint do no dancing
UPS, lil bitch
Im at your doorstep with that package
Might just be a home invasion
I be on my kla$h shit
No yo blunt is not that
bad man
Came out with a spark, ay
Lighted up the dark
Hmm, hmm
Many associations But I’m out
Hmm, hmm
I won’t let that bit*h give me a house
(No!!!)
I
K.D.H. The Mothafuckin Great
It's Time
And This Is Words From The Bipolar Creative
Aye
Ultimate hypocrite
Tellin girls not to lie to me
Freestyle
to Houston
This is dedicated
This is
This is dedicated
This is dedicated to Houston
I been inspired by the H a lot
Could hear it in my catalogue
Steady bumpin'
My nigga Tana whipped the beat up this b***h hard as F***k
Everyday a mission boy get yo grind up
And these ni**** they ain't built like us
So they
Yeah turn me up
This called everybody
It's by Everyone
Feel me
This that Soul Rock
Yeah
Everybody Everybody Everybody Everybody
Everybody Everybody
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