Lyrics:
Sailing over to Vietnam
Southeast Asian Birmingham
Well training is the word we use
Nice word to have in case we lose
Training a million
you might start to spit
You nice Lord, sweet daddy Grace, wind lifted
On the dance floor, makeover's free followed by gauze
Duncan Hines monument
to fall in love
Too skinny, too fat, nice rolls, can't wear that
Big thighs, no ass, flat chest
Images created, tabloids so damn fixated
On their faultless,
THE BED/THEY cINT MINE BcBY I WEcR c 13/YOUR HcND IS EMPTY YOU DONT EVEN WEcR YOUR RING/BcD DECISIONS/I McDE c COUPLE IN MY LIFE /BUT GOD KNOWS YOU WERE SUSPOSE
that
I'm nice, I gots no chill, go get a ski hat
In fact, put ya twitter on ice, chill with the feedback
From the days of Cheech and Chong,
morphed into heroin in a syringe
Around my bicep, I would tie a shoestring
Tap! five times to find a vein in there
Squeeze 7cc's so I could see the seven
Leh we go
[verse 1]
Ah went paranging by meh neighbor (aye Miss Gloria)
And went by Miss Gloria (aye Miss Gloria)
I say madame what you have
apologize nice
I'm about to roll 10 7's for the crap I rolled twice
Rough business, it's a rich mon time
When you ain't got the loot, you resort to the crime
break the pussy like an Asian cookie
You the type to shave your face to make your anus bushy
Tie a knot in your shirt right by your stomach
You make me
so I carry on
Now I'm painting by numbers
With the colors I see
Using brown for a seven
cnd a yellow for a three
No more spaces are left
cll I need is
like Santa's sleigh
I be coming to the party in my ugly sweater
Haircut done by Dang the barber
Just in time for Christmas dinner
Family sayin' I got
you might start to spit
You nice Lord, sweet daddy Grace, wind lifted
On the dance floor, makeover's free followed by gauze
Duncan Hines monument
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
the mall up
We grind hard to play harder (harder)
24/7 365
If we ain't breaking them down
Then we letting them fly
Nah never I, always we
I came in
will suffice
In my stomach, 100 butterflies like a pocket knife
If you're gonna act nice best carry a knife and ready to slash twice
You're like
or the city I live in
We really don't feel it
'Cause you could be nice with the lyrics but ain't got that real nigga feeling
Now real niggas feel this
Fuck
awl gowa l nascar
Babe mashya gamby fa
By5afo ylma7oha
7ebb l la2ta w doo2 ya
7ebbaha aykoona
7ebbaha ostoora
7ebbaha matroosa
7ebbaha madroosa
7
it was like perfect timing
She wouldn't a dime piece, she wouldn't a nine piece
But bout a six or a seven but was real sweet
But she was gangsta in
around the stones
The abstract and the dragon in the Game of Thrones
The 7 kingdoms are connected by the microphones
We got the glow, bro, ain't no time
Understand it when I shine, all your light is through
Ya niggas wack in one language, I'm nice in two, fuck is you
[Chorus]
Que eso? Tu no sabe mi sonido
a nigga momma cerebellum
And they ain't ridin' man they tell them
I been slidin' with a 7, all titanium
Big boy sound
Jump around with a flame in 'em
Me I
a flick
Find your backbone line 'em up nice
Come through with the Mac blowin'
Beef ain't nothin new to me
It's all a repeat
I leave a shooter by your door
of my niggaz get in
Club got to talk to me nice now
Promoters they talk to me nice now
You want (audio edit) on ya flyer
Than it better come with a price
"Oh, nice to see ya M'am. Not a bad day, huh?"
[F1:] "Well, I'm a little lost. Could you help me out?
I hear your the best with directions."
[Toll
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