Lyrics:
I know you think you got it together player, but fuck the bird you with
And listen close to the makings of the perfect bitch
Listen close
is inevitable
It's a good thing - we humans are adaptable
Gotta grab life by the blasted horns
Don't let it punk you - make it yours
We all go through
cuz heont play
Its young debo strapped with a black hoody
They call me young mcnabb
Cuz i got eagles that throw bullets
And im eager just ta pull it
So
to his knees
But it was too late to pray
And with his very last breath he did say
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
The balance comes due
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
With a pint of beer all under
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
With a pint of beer all under
worse with pearce
Because he enforced the fugitive slave act followed by buchanan
The only single man in history to hold presidency
Throw five on it like
only cost about like 2 bucks
A savage
A mad man with damage
God damn it why won’t y’all just make me famous
I'm tired of lately y'all are making me
at?"
Drop and hit the floor, down where the rug at
Posted with the bros, made it out the store
Livin' by the code, I can't break down, I cannot erode
move like them Mobsters
So don't play with the gang
Cus you know it's gon cost you
All white like Aspen
Boy that work come in frosty
You ain't talking
Who say make them
Kill my people
Who ordered the shooting
Men I wan know
For this Lagos they come kill us
Them carry army come
Lekki inside
shots not talkin' Johnson Johnson
Get in my way I hit yo' ass with "Pardon!"
Sike I pull out the mop bitch
Cars like bitches I like my shit topless
and they sleep on the L no Diablo
Fully involved with this beef come trambling
Money 'affi make same way like Pablo
Won't stop till my whole gang makes it
Fear to Tread, among the dead
You dosed yourself, into this bed
Syl
Here I am, the one who’s broken
Contemplating last words spoken
Days went by, I
the gate
They saying Remi bout to catch a case
Goddamn
She on her knees tho
It don't matter if it's covid she take the piece whole
If it's Johnson
the gate
They saying Remi bout to catch a case (Goddamn)
She on her knees tho
It don't matter if it's Covid she take the piece whole
If it's Johnson
the moment of truth finally comes
She gives me a look
And then comes undone
She says, "it looks like we're lucky
Someone's smilng down"
She grabs her coat
It's eight o'clock here in kingston, jamaica
The kingston police have issued an apb
Out for wanted criminal rostacious johnson
He has last been
Don't want to stand by
Envy your damn life
Should be me it's fine
Entourage and camouflage to come up
The worst behavior but motherfuckers don't love us
Let's imagine you're master of all you survey
And let's imagine the time has come to replace the ancestral transport
Now, this means you're going
I play Lebron James cuz I stay with Johnson and Johnson
My momma said
Women get respect
Bitches want to act like they got it
And now I get it
That
sweats and my shirt by Palace
Bitch I'm a star like Dallas
All black fit and I creep like T'Challa
When it comes to gas I'm a specialist
Planet Boot my
OooYa Wit by Terry (Isaiah) Johnson feat. Starling Newsome
Written by Terry Johnson, Theresa Trigg, Starling Newsome - BMI
INTRO: We call
Brazilian
Pack come through give her my dues
And her commission
I know convicts so I do it with conviction
Pain, suffering and affliction
Fiends, dealers
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