Lyrics:
Love and loyalty only
Or I'll stay by my lonely
I watch for snakes
Protect my peace
And keep the energy
And watch for those who bring you down
Or drain
Know that ain't shit really funny
I'm just laughing to the bank
Cuz I love making money, uh-huh
Ay Pastor Pat
You got any words for the congreation
ain't have i dime
Now I'm only thinking vv's
When the suns out can you see me
Said she wanna fall in love with me
Said she wanna fuck with tt
But ion even
where my son's at
Couple little rap boys listen I know that you want that
Little payroll for a bum flat
Tryna push away the cold, listen I already know
I
Yeah
Ladies & Gentlemans
We been clocking out
Hours
After hours
Overtime
Unpaid hours
And yet
You motherfuckin niggas still have the audacity to tell
The answers that could still
Set them free
Coming and going
For weeks at a time
On a quest to uncover the truth
The only one who dares
To stand upon
a cash money summer hot boys 1 up , my legal hustle got me stunting on u niggas what up? I heard that rap shit back , since niggas out the trap , 96 nas
dead
Got caught drinking liquor by the boardwalk
So I found a bar and took some shots
Got blacked out and fought all of my friends
Friendships the only
just to fall apart again.
My dear, I hear your voice in mine.
I've been alone here, I've been afraid, my dear.
I've been at home here. You've been
eardrums and bring you this message
Your music sucks!
Like a whore with heavy duty Nipple suction cups
You artists just can't deal wit' us
You know we
town
All the ladies fall for Frankie
Sayin', Frankie Lee, how can it be
Of all the men here, you're the only one
Who's got the key, to set us free
Old Rex he was a cowboy
That's the story that I heard when I was young
Those tales of breaking broncs and riding bulls
Just seemed to roll right off
man, that's my duty
Sour diesel by my Tyson, it's punching
I eat her like last supper, eat her like luncheon
You ask is that my bitch, nah, man, we just
Call up AR, boy like JR
Back to the block with them shakers
Get to the bag like the takers
Try to run up you just did me a favor
Meet up, uh, he gone
box GSD
Man push buttons like PSP
Dem boy dere can't eat with me
Got their hands out tryna eat with me
Got their hands out tryna eat for free
Back then
a GD's
Talked to God and I played
For the nights no one believe us
Motivated by my girl Josephine she thinks that I'm a genius
Uh uh uh
How did I go wrong
to Johnny to get a check up
Fall up in the hood and kick it just to pick my check up
ABN and Hoover gang bitch so respect us
Ears and my neck infested with
can tell you need a vacay by the way you move, aye
Poured up some goose, but she say she want some Titos
Kicked it with us once, now she wanna go where
the bitches acting woozy
Only met her once, why she tell you that she knew me
They gon' love the new me
My city it gets colder by the day
But half the niggas
you can
My day is better for your letter from Amsterdam
I stand alone by the Cenotaph
Where the unknown soldier lies
And it's somewhere out there
Thinking twenty twenty one coming wiped slate clean
Diagnosing this year like they know the answer
Problem virus killing us off by the masses
CDC fixing ya
to we, wolves, and beat it
We're too high for you, we're dope
You're like a sheep and you're locked
To be of all of those men
Higher cause they got a dick
like a smore
You got her on lock
I'm just locking up her jaw
Block stupid hot I'm just watching for the law
But come short you a corpse
I show you how
covered with holy ghost
You see she sold her body for some car and a lickle cloth
Trips to Dubai house rent and a Gucci coat
When it falls down shots fired
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