Lyrics:
feel tremendous
Big head Jimmy Neutron
Fuck a bitch on a futon
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Nigga this ain't Groupon
Do my dirt all by my
and the Jackson's
Jackson's
I'm ballin like Lamar
Not talkin Odom, but I showed em I'm the Man
I'm the man
My boy he got sum range, not talking rovers
If you
root of a kilo is me nigga
Do the math, I'm a motherfucking G nigga
It's all on me now, as you can see now
I'm gon' get this money and I will not be
get huff for me
And let me stuff your philly blunt with
This black sensi
Most definitely we can continuously
Get high like the clouds that watch
I be getting to bag
No need to ta brag
This more then a fad
I was Michael Jackson bad
Space x the hustle
Organic Oats BCAA for the muscle
Game Good
a wonderful feelin'
You say I can have it
What you gotta give me baby
Let me know you're for real
You put me in the mood
Girl you really changed my attitude
Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin for that action
Gucci Mane you stupid man I love the way you flowin
Ridin in my drop but I don't
Wow, we in stereo?
Question for the ages
What's going on with my back pages?
Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen
You got to feel it within
see me in this motherfucker again
Drop that shit em!
Let these old punk ass bitches know how we runnin' this shit
Niggaz ain't going back to court
when you hold me
Never find a love like this
Let me hear you say
Now I'll never be lonely
Look at what you've shown me
Never find a love like this
when you hold me
Never find a love like this
Let me hear you say
Now I'll never be lonely
Look at what you've shown me
Never find a love like this
I just laugh at yo' face
Blow a stack on David, 'cause I'ma pyro
Maniac from carriage, wit' the Rolls Gold
I was told by the O.G.'s like my Pops
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
Grabbin' my crotch and walkin' awkward
Somethin' pop off
Then I have somethin' to spark with
By the bus stop like man
I wish somebody'd push me
I'mma let
yours, I want mine
If you really want to do right by me
See what you want to see
But let me be what I want to be
Cause you've been around too long
Caught in the rap skit, ya couldn't be trusted.
'Cause my sounds pound from here to Okinawa
Peace and I'm outie!
[Chorus]
Stay tuned to this last
of old ghosts, that ain't even here
Like Alex Haley take notes on this Biography
My family tree consists of street refugees
A ghetto land, where we talk
Jackson mall parking lot
Before the vice lords and folks,
Before my friends started to buy, cook up and sell dope,
Before we all wanted to thug,
Me
Wow, we in stereo?
Question for the ages
What's going on with my back pages?
Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen
You got to feel it within
A f***ing night mare
Getting high
Let me see the sun rise and fall
This is for my dogs
Down to die for yours
Extreme Venom
No mercy
When we all up in 'em
you can't afford this don't get aboard this flavor
Unless you got the fever flavor for a Pringle
Come be a single, let me see you mingle jingle dangle
things gotta be rough now?
But, you had so many break-ups, you can't believe
You go and break my heart that I forgive and I ain't leave
Don't define you by
it with art, and Jimy did it with sound
But, by all these men, it was found
Each and every person can be just as renowned
Don't let the world's racist
ta creep this
Tryin to entice me to let it off
But nah, (why not?) c'mon baby, you saw Set It Off
Proposition by trio, in Rio
Menage Trois, down
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