Lyrics:
drop somethin')
All my niggas gettin' money
Send a package down the way
When this chopper hit his ass
Watch him do the Harlem Shake
Never see you in
world
Money be the main
So the all-seeing-eye see it all in a day
& you can call me a lot
But can’t call me a slave
Yo but check my chains
All of them
"NIGGER!"
Leave him right there
I walk around with hacksaws
And 2 by 4's, cause I don't fight fair
I'm ill enough to gun butt
You with the rocket launcher
Mr
Been doing this all my life
I don't need to hear it ain't worth my time
If you want to see the other side
Doctor am I fine ?
Wonderland
Wonderland
summer
Hit a motherfucker where it hurts
You could never hurt me, it's a bummer
And besides Weezy F
I'm the hardest rapper ever signed to Stunna
Oh, listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies,
How John Lewis did murder poor little Omie Wise.
He told her to meet him at Adams's Springs.
He
Summer lovin' I'm heading downtown
Just to see your face
Got me feelin' these feelings that won't go
Darling how'd you get in my space
Am I losing my
You are the summer
We were the tide
The clearest of azure
Bright as your eyes
Golden skin sundress
You were the skies
And I see the color
I've known
winds
Keep on drifting back to be made by the sight of your forgiving eyes
Never meant to see you go, never meant to make you cry
Keep a lantern
true
Whole team eating plenty
We been on that
I ain't worry what you say man
I've been off that
cin't things change
But they asking for
Verse 1
Summer is comin and boy I don't wanna be wrong,
I'm fillin my tank to a million feeling all these great feelings I've grown,
But I got
Cheaa, cheaa, cheaa, cheaa
I E cheaa
Shoot for the moon if you miss you amongst the stars
When I was young, remember mama told me sky's the limit
[Syke talkin']
Yeah...... yeah,
The good times,
When you was a little kid
Playing in the yard, you know,
Verse 1:
It seems like yesterday I used
find out when I die
But I believe in the God who died for me by getting crucified uh
Did you ever think I'd get this big nigga
Young biggie big headed
Stacked in high piles at a desktop computer ('puter)
And our conversation was frequently punctuated
By excerpts of music
You ask if there's a method
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used To hold.
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
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