Lyrics:
your eyes
The good, the bad, the wrong, the right
Fade into a bright white line
Shinin' down on you
Your hangin' on by a thread
Wondering which ones
your eyes
The good, the bad, the wrong, the right
Fade into a bright white line
Shinin' down on you
Your hangin' on by a thread
Wondering which ones
to Dre's to get Bob a doctor
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her
But ever
to Dre's to get Bob a doctor
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her
But ever
know that by the contract
Bottom line blood, show me where them one's at
That paper it get funny when publishing is involved
Mechanicals never mattered
nigga, you gonna know that by the contract
Bottom line blood, show me where them one's at
That paper it get funny when publishing is involved
tryna test my brain in the AM
That's an exam then it's on to a next man
Still scarred by my ex hoes
Could show her true colours in a photo
That's
on your knee
And ask me to be your bride
When you hug and kiss me
It makes me feel fine
I gets this funny feelin'
Up and down my spine
You don't need no
nigga a bitch, man, that nigga a runner, uh
Vetements shawty
Bitch wanna' pull up to the party
That hoe so bad, wanna' rub up on her body
Bet' not be mad
know no fuckin' lessons?
(Number two, the snake)
Bad, bad, Leroy Brown
Baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than the deep blue sea
Badder
gave you
Even Meek Mill's gettin' jerked by his record label
T.I. tryin' to become a comedian
Whoever told him he was funny was fuckin' misleadin' him
can't lie I still get a thrill from Beef
And I'm still on my bad a man up Vibe no funny business with me Becah me and you are not size like Like
and drugs
Please don't approach us we don't like to touch and hug
I'll take you off my arm and squish you like a bug
It's me and birdcage man we cannot give
motherfuckers got Obie Trice shook (what?)
Like I'ma stand here as a man and
Let some queer-ass, funny looking nigga get the upper hand
I got issues, got no
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
runnin' man
Why you always hatin' get up and get sum money man
I don't ever laugh about no money I'm not no funny man
Me and bro connected to da money by da
caught up in some Elm Street Dream
And to get the hell out I must wake up by any means
But how can a war be one, if no one had a fort
Drinkin flamable
feel like the man Baby
Victory Victory see that shit vividly
I need some paper they copy and mimick me
Haters they funny, high got em giggling
Ask if Im
friend
Every time that i'm by your side
This love man I can't pretend
Baby girl I'm not good with love but I'm not trying to make things end
And I hope I
friend
Every time that i'm by your side
This love man I can't pretend
Baby girl I'm not good with love but I'm not trying to make things end
And I hope I
they gone want me out
You know what I'm talkin bout?
See me? Man,
I only take the Money Route!
These niggas iffy
They be on a funny route!
Bitches gone
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
These hoes ain't even on shit
Weak-ass hoes
You know what the fuck goin' on
Yeah (Yung Swerve)
You the type of bitch
when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
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