Lyrics:
Sexy thing, what you doin' tonight, tonight
Baby girl, you the love of my life, my life
When I'm wrong, you be keepin' me right, me right
In
of my '86 Pontiac
Afrodisiac, spanish fly in your drink
By 10 o'clock at night I'll be fuckin you on the sink
I can tell you're cummin by the way you
Before you blink your eyes, you gonna' be fuckin' me and see
I'm tried of seein' the same OLE hoes, that my niggas dun' fucked before
There ain't
right now I'm booing you
What did Kobe, Gigi and them other passengers do to you? (What they do?)
My condolences at this time is all I could offer
Kobe
death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories
Like nic nac patty wack daddy mack in a Cadillac pass me that fatty sack
Bitch wtf you laughing at
Im only here on the backs behalf
And im the well
a pill poppin' animal, syrup sippin' nigga
I'm so high you couldn't reach me with a fuckin' antenna
You fuckin' with this man, you can be this man's
know who got 'em
And I never had no fucking bullets in me but I know who got 'em
If you die tonight, you die tonight
Momma might cry to night if she
the sky
Bitch, is you fuckin' with me now? Oh, you want money?
Bitch, I'm holdin' plenty now
Eatin' good, I'm gainin' pounds
I see you niggas waitin' round
by (yeah)
Years go by (yeah, oh, yeah)
Years go by
Listen up (goin' by)
Huh
Yeah, show tonight, hold tight, won't you let go tonight
Baby, get
He killed my chihuahua, this motherfucker
I, I, hate
My, my stepdad (stepdad)
So tonight I'm sayin'
"Bye-bye stepdad" (stepdad)
Outside, I
special
You a nobody, and I don’t play wit’
Nobody like Tom Sheppard! Where’s Reepah!?
Fuck y’all give me this geek for?
No matter who I battle tonight
I’m
fight
In the ring, I'm fighting Faze Rug (2 milli)
2 milli
(5 milli, 5 milli) , 2 milli (5 milli
We manage you) oh, okay, 5 milli manages me
Yeah, I gotta
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again
I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame? I don't really know
But my game's so tight I
Think I'm gonna go
admit
Noddin off by half past six
Yu a racist I smoke mix
Drugs left me with half my wits
Catch me walkin round on some faggot shit
But somehow I'm still
I'm poppin' my shit every morning (poppin' my shit)
Then I go to paradise
Cough syrup got me dozin' off, I can see you in my afterlife (Wheezy
make you frown, liftin' up the bitches gown
Beatin' down had to pounce I be smokin' by the ounce
Got a big fuckin' chop for ya neck, yeah who's next
Ima
harder on yourself, son"
I know this shit by heart, I'm too clever
"Have you ever been arrested before?"
"Nope, never"
DA reject all over his face
You see,
degrees, way too cold
So hold me tight
Will I see you at the show tonight
Will I see you at the show tonight
Work home, back to fuckin' work
Home all work,
their kids
Hey, why have drama
Nigga, your baby mama stay
Right around the corner
I could touch her if I fuckin' wanna
So why you wanna insist to diss?
I
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
fuckin' lost
I might die tonight, but if I do I'ma be okay
And if I die tonight, at least I stood by the stuff I said
I got two graves dug, one for me
Psychedelic Kai
Runnin' from my issues til I'm lost in the fog
Gettin' texts, saying "I miss you." swishin' jaws with the sauce
Getting twisted is
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