Lyrics:
the one, f-ck her to my own single
Break a b**** hard, no future miss Cleo
Snap back, automatic reload
Flyer than a f***ing Beatle, you can't beat 'em
blowin' purp' out the Dutch (out the Dutch)
Whoa, shawty pop that clutch
Finger up, other hand on my nuts, shawty, what?
(I'm fresh, dressed, like
niggas chasin' hoes before the bag, like, what the fuck you on? (What you on? Yeah)
Don't need no finger, bitch, I'm still gon' snap and that's on any
snitches, they scared
Take snap pictures for Feds, we blast riches and ice
Snatch at night get 'em back depending the price
Livin the last minutes of life
for no snaps.
[R.Kelly: ]
This ghetto world is one big battlefield
That's why we get rich and move to them hills
Everywhere we go the haters
loslegen“
„Ich zähl ein (ok)
Eins, drei, sieben, los“
Sie flüstert dir ins Ohr: „Bitte geh nicht weg!“
Macht Videos mit dir in jedem Snap
Markiert dich
to the hammer
I am holding. The handle is
Smooth as bone, the forged steel
Head is heavy, and I feel powerful.
She reaches for the faucet
And I snap back
wanted anyway
The fingers feel the lines they prod the space
Your aging face the face that once was so beautiful
Is still there but unrecognizable
like what you see
Masters of deception, corruption and evil
But you're always quick to point the finger at me
Won't somebody tell me
I just don't
fashion
I'm being Neiman's just ball in the snap
Double M G, we gone crush y'all
If it's fuck me, you know it's fuck y'all
Bitch ass niggas, they don't want
one now
Standing out in the heap
Buh baa, but brag, I part rappers
Fingers on Chad
From the rad and so-so's I top
Most niggas that lag
Behind, never
send you packin'
Yo' boy love actions if we on a TEC
Sneak up and lets the slugs snap-in
Your chest section, Death has now stepped in
Bitch, should have
quicker than a
Snap from a jimmy hat picture that now
Picture this I'm on foot now
Runnin' through the streets with my hit list
Pistol packin' and jackin'
Yo, fuck the hook!
These rhymes resemble knots being tied, the time line,
Becomes a nonlinear noose that will snap your mind,
First, sever your
Oh no Jeremia is back
Bout to snap on these rap cats with snap backs
The best back as a matter of fact I’ve been back
Just made a pit stop to fuck your
you I'm a fucking beast
Mystic whipped out the twitter fingers
Cus' I didn't want to use his fucking beats
Well if this is how you're gonna be
Then I'ma
to the spotlight
She saying it fa Twitter she ain really trying to fuck she just tired of being bitter
She addicted to the spotlight
She bussin fa da snap the views
tag they snap snap
Know a nigga down if a pussy wanna scrap scrap
Choppa like the fans when it blew it started clappin quick
Post the mans up
Anyways, fame flows slower than molasses
Passion, seeking for the glory like it's never been an accident
Don't try to bump with us, snap your esophagus
Back
Hop in the new whip and we could speed past the traffic
Riding with the baddies, check us out we the new classic
Chuck it up for us, middle fingers
to dey ball
But na you dy sleep every night how you wan take ball
Your guy tear everywhere you dey vex
Say he mark five fingers take dey press
Say he don
notes oou I need my jotter (Jot it out)
Fingers on the phone oou I need my jotter (Jot it out)
Fuck her and her friend Ion give a fuck
Nigga see my cup
please n*gga who the fuck are you?
Don't call me real I'm honorable
Spitting passion out malice, trigger fingers with calais
No warring they put it
Tightrope walker while the wind blows and
The string will soon snap, I don't care
I'll run as fast as I can 'till I get to the end
Even if I have only one
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