Lyrics:
be rude to you, baby
Can't wait, just say
That you wanna be more than just friends
Boy, I'ma love you until the end, the end, the end, the end,
I ain't got no friends
(take money) yeah, I'ma do this track
West side! (take money) MOB, Bad Boy killers
(take money) Ha ha haha, hey fat boy
(take
I'm hanging by a thread, and that's not all
I'll bite off your head
Frey'd fucking nerve endings
More badder than that
More madder than hatter
a block away from the block where
Shameek from 212 got popped it's not fair
That we've lost so many
It's been more than 20, I'm still thinking about Biggie
focus, you should play this more
Always winning more, Michael Jackson '84
Gotta keep it thriller, don't it sound familiar?
Have a 40 with your niggas
And we have to work twice as hard for a nice pat on the back
And as we climb the ladder, aspiring for the top
More often than not we’re stymied by
than thugs.
[with Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're bud smokin'
Hung around people that's older than me, took notes (notes)
Mama worked three jobs on the weekends
Used to help her wash the walls at Mare Island (Mare
I'm hoping
You're more than a friend
You're more than a friend, eh eh
Shoulders brushing
With the strangers passing by, and my
Thoughts keep
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
I didn't think it meant
That you would come back, you're not my friend
But Jackson I told you I'm here till the end
I'm not leaving you, let's not
you going to? (straight)
Do you know?
With my best friend
7-11 (yeah)
We go legend, we go legend (yeah, yeah)
We go legend, we go legend
Queen shit lately, don't think I should stop now
Need somebody by my side, so how does that sound
You're more than a friend
You're more than a friend
German, Scottish and Norwegian
Roots made me more superior than
My enemies of despair
We must continuously overcome all
The obstacles in life!
There's
Orpheus.
Is he a muse?
Oh, he's so much more than that.
Someone's coming (We might have a problem)
c wolf is waiting in the tune (This bard's already
Don't call the cops they'll kill you right outside your home out here
Ain't no laws out here
Ain't no laws out here
Street cred worth more than student
pouring out a teacup
Bitch, I'm Tyler the Creature, suck your feet up like a beach of leeches
Rubber more than the fucking bottom of a sneaker
Jeeper
bonkers
(wow)
Money farmer, I stay harvesting commas (ahh)
Turn down your offers
Piss on your eight thou'
I live a lonely life
My only friend is Paypal
like Trump Twitter feed
Black mobster shit, I'm more Melvin Willams than Genevieve's
Them fist fights had me swappin' blood with my enemies
You ain't
For the last eight years rode around in a Mercedes
Lexus, trucks, drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Chorus
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
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