Lyrics:
The future is coming and I'm getting nervous
Your learning was stunted by repetitive verses
Ya say Life's a beach but Ya don't seem shore
How can I
(Intro) (0:00 - 0:20)
UDB GG C2G
I wanna baddie, need me a baddie (4x)
(Hook) (0:20 - 0:40)
By my side (by my!) Ride or die (ride or!) Sacrifice
Baby by tonight
We gonna skip that after party
Girl just drink and let's get naughty
Let the E control yo body
Baby by tonight
Baby By Tonight
By
His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three Kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made
They voted club the days commander
Gave him
on a wild one, I got stitched
Caught up in a fight
I was dreaming, dreaming, oh I saw you last night
(I got a) 4 by 8 on Riker's Yard
8 to 15 I'm
girl has giantly grown
Never did any promised changes, sorry
But nobody changes after teen ages, I’ve been
Changed by the first mail from a jail
Dear
that circle Piazza Saffi that the bodies of La Banda Corbari were hung, a group of partisans executed after being captured by Nazis
that's four bodies
Two outta-towners and two hotties
And after that we ain't sleep for three days
We hit the PJ's, split the money threeways
Now we
that's four bodies
Two outta-towners and two hotties
And after that we ain't sleep for three days
We hit the PJ's, split the money threeways
Now we
that's four bodies
Two outta-towners and two hotties
And after that we ain't sleep for three days
We hit the PJ's, split the money threeways
Now we
bringing nothing back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4
go drive by the wayside
You'll know what I'm capable of
I'm a thug when I make love
Have you screaming Hey, Stud (Yeahhh)
Like Hey what you doing
breaker
Large tray full of shots like a bar waiter
Kamehameha, bar layer after bar layer
The chicken getting plucked if I pick 'em
I'm a guitar player like
Las Vegas, four studs in swim trunks
At the hotel sleeping in twin bunks
Wake up and I'm having a blast
And I head down stairs with a handful
in broad daylight
The only way you live if it don't spray right
But you out your death wish so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
(YEAH)
Sun shining every way worship Amen Ra
Reminiscing bout the ways I could not get by
Waiting patient for the day I could buy a ride
With four
Swingin' with this here stud, you need practice,
I'm leaving floods of blood on your mattress,
I'll leave you holdin' your swollen backside and rollin',
We gon live by the call
That's the only way we know
I'd rather have Jesus than silver and gold
Everybody chasing after dollars but
I'd rather have
Bebecita Dame Amor Want De Sexo
You Know I (If I Lose You Suicide)
You Know I (Girl When Im With You I Lose My Mind)
You Know I (When You By My Side I Lose
pack after pack, I'm tryna get a 'vert
Hey, heard them niggas say they still tryna get me, well, I'm tryna get 'em murked
Hey, I don't take shit
While your girlfriend gets Holed
By this stud that's bold
Talk about some more shit That's fucking gold
Spiritual is the way to be
If we're not of faith
Yeah this is war
This no game
We don't play
We want more
We want 4s
4 by 4 we want her to get down low
B road no go zone
We get bad to the bone
You
locked the truck
When I got back, Corle' done popped them punks
"Ey yo fuck it L, we might as well pop these studs"
Now that's four bodies
Two
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