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storm outside it keeps getting colder I need more sun (some hot)
Plus I'm under pressure with weights on my shoulders I still hold son (I got to)
Cause if

can't take what you see
Cover your eyes so you don't see me in 3
Holy ghost, father, the son - believe in we
Wikity Wik' with the sickness spittin'

one
I love big boobies
Boobies

I love boobies
I love your titties
I love titties
Don't skip on the

J
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Need to refill my drink
By the way

Do what it

believe one of them young niggas sliding down your chimney
Boka Baka boom caught a nigga while he shitting
What you know bout triple up from the trenches

we touching and sucking and fucking
Best believe I'ma keep it all for no reason
Everywhere we go it be the police
Always getting they ass to hold me

swole cause my brother she hold

Slip deeper in whole

Left by my real soul,

As it moves from my body,

I wish I could go,

But I gotta hold on, until my

days
Same plaugues read it be exact 
Why beleive me
The j silent you talking to him waiting on him
Bout to burn just like all them
Me I can't help you

Believe me they'll be posting bail for him
You see you better praise God
Before they shoot you in your (the police)
And tell the judge it's a mistake

get AI to write words out like they make your covers
Maybe you'd make a song that push you along and make you discovered, son
Bandlab
Only fans of your

for what it really is outside of the lines
Maybe life would turn around and I could hold up a smile
And maybe I could fly away from all the hate

You Only Get One Life what is YO GOL?
Watch my son grow, kick some dope flows, play the trombone
Make my own luck, cuz why'd I choose the driver's seat

, you ain't gonna what, hold up, (gun cocks) up it
Who fallin now, loga, tell me that
Who ballin now, broadas, flat necks
Spread it on down, with ya issue

Jehovah bro I'm blown away
Yea, what a relief it is
His wrath is satisfied
And through belief in this
I'm bought by Adonai
And when I think on this
That

the music gold
And yeah as long as my girl wit me, yeah you know I'm gonna hold
Yeah as long as she wit me you know my life gon unfold

Yeah I can't believe

pipe her
Boy u need Jesus
Quit playing cause you been tweakin
You acting like you with him
Not living that life you preach son
Ah ya ya
Ah ya ya

And the angels hold back the four winds
Sons of Israel are sealed from their tribes
And a multitude stands before the One on the throne
Singing praises to God

gone and I know
It ain't worth it, no mo'
Said it's hard to believe
That you could forget
And so I'm a grieve
But sewn in my head
That it just couldn't

pipe her
Boy you need Jesus quit playing
Cause you been tweaking
You acting like you with him
Not living that life you preach son

Nominated who

Containment's a must and you
Faggots get anally fucked
I'm an alien, but
That's what life in entertainment does
Started with big dog crimes
Perfect storms

stand
Without my father holding my hand
Jehovah hold me closer
As I supposed be
A failure
Prevail-er
Is what you made me
My Lord
From the start that's

to believe that what I got
Is what you need, it's love, baby
Come on baby, let's fall in love
Yeah, yeah, yeah
 
Come on baby, let's fall in love
Come

necks my nigga you know we not playing fair
Hold on I got it from here
We talking mogul shit
Y’all talking minor on some local shit
I’m talking logos

I put the drum in the dirty grip
Dropped the whole case so you know we're lit
Throw your set up while we're riding by
Niggas spinning back
Cause you

I'm by my mama side (My side)
Tears been dropping sometimes the pain can't be hide (Cant hide)
Oh that feeling Got me rapping like I'm mad (Arrhh)
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