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I'm the truth and duke is just a circus freak
P
Dead or alive y'all niggas can't fuck with P
Bernadette and the league who the fuck you be?
He's in the marines,
He'd kill me.
It's been so many nights now
I find myself thinking about her now.
'Cause obviously,
She's out of my league
I'm
hungry
It's so funny, I won a race against millions
Twenty-three years ago, the builders flow
Over beats from a cat overseas
Exposed to the League
makes me happy
From Justus League to the world baby
Yo, we keep it going on, yo-yo, we keep it going on
Good people, good loving
Good music in my
led the team in tackles and the league in sacks
Responsible for killing nine running backs
But the school's reputation was destroyed
They accused
the negro leagues
They both had great talent but then us blacks have no history
Of all our great players, the teams in the ballpark
But we're here to shed
The animals and me have been in league through history,
I love them and they love me,
Oh I have been there.
Cats and dogs have got it sussed
They
seeds upon the land
And I'll join the league of failures
And I will be resigned
To fall a hundred stories
And leave it all behind
And I will promise
think 'bout grabbin' the Lysol
You not in my league, if I was Mike, I still wouldn't bite y'all
They ain't care when I was broke, declined every phone
the j-league bangin' hard out the whip (hard out the whip)
Picked up the phone and hit my nigga pooh on sip (ring)
I got the call from 'te about a quarter
of the time
Sayin we out of they league
They must be outta they mind
They betta know somethin
(I say H-O-J, we back at it)
(Phonte, Big Pooh, we back at it)
My
사람들이 붐비지
셔터 소리 준비
바짝 땡겨 zoom in
질투, 시기는 묵비
네 몸에 돋은 전율을 봐 피카츄랑 삐까 삐까뜸
거울 앞과 조명 아래 흘러내리는 땀줄기는 삐까뻔쩍
Winnin' every league in my sleep
'Cause I
giving you two thumbs way, way up
You'll be in a league of your own
You'll be stealing their hearts taking Oscars home
So go get 'em and give it some
Sha la la la la la la la
We've got the greatest football league
Every fan is singing
It's a roar, England's winning
Let's go down the local
Have
Brotha' my league's speakin' the truth, I'm only eighteen
Do the math, killed a pig, chicken and cow
My third eye's so versatile it make me smile
whole ship's company
We hadn't been sailing a league or two
Til all of our whole ship's jovial crew
They all fell sick but 63
As we were sailing
needs me
She was a different league
When I was nothing much
Meet her when the tour's up
Hug her like her Mother would
Whenever she needs me
your mouth, we'll put you in the league
Just like Harden, with this Compact-5, I got a quick release
Certified shooter like I'm Luka, five-seven
in the D league
He barely could get you a ticket, got you a seat in the nosebleeds
I'm ridin' around five percent tinted, baby who movin' as low
I'm feeding on a cat
Spread wide baby juicy
Though not a league we are dogs, not your breed
Weed not a drink go to NASA with a bitch
Geek or a freak
lo tienes Bro
Pura league máster
docker moldea la base
Jey sabe lo que hace
lo hacemos fresco
somos la clave
Es mas que obvio venimos de la calle
I’m ready for the attack
I’ve been through pain and I’ve been hurt
Just so you could watch it all burn
I’m on my own league
I don’t play no more
Cuz’ I
on me, big bag on me
They envy me, they envy me
Out of your league, out of your league
Haters gon’ hate, don’t care what they say
Cause Imma be me
Money Never sleep
Balas pa mi enemies
Selling drug the Champion league
Muero antes que ser snitch
Todo por la famil
negro no jugamos
Si hablo de
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