Lyrics:
leather gloves wrapped around the blue steel
All about the green, give a damn how you feel
You got yellow down your back, you can't rock with the trill
he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne
It's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
Cause they're well-aware of
All of my mistakes
I'm a 2000s era
Interactive
DVD menu
I'm hyperactive
So look in my eyes
And swim through my mind
I'll take
all on 4 prosthodontist
The night just begun two fifths are done we getting lit like comets
So many grams be going around
That you'd think that
on the planet
Had a body hotter than a habanjero
She had lips like a ripe pomegranate
And I was crazy like Manson about her
She got me all choked up like Mama
Why you calling me a traitor
Woke up one morning
Said fuck it
I'm done with scolding
I met up with my father
He said finally we're all gathered
Around
Flower crowns and the colour yellow
All make me feel warm
Rainy days and checker pieces
Scattered 'cross the floor
Making awful rock-hard bread
Waiting around a crew of thugs
That parade in blue and yelling 'cause
(Whats up? 'Cuz)
Ate by selling drugs
'38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose
an accident
Hot damn! What a chance that I could even talk heat?
Now this youngin' can't relax, even with massage seats
Spirits all around me, through the Lane
and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this
buddy too
Fuck me like Matrix inna 3D, fi mi CD, DVD, TV
Pay me back fi all a those kiki
Gi' me three pree with you, me free (free)
If your man gun
love bruh
[chorus]
Dope just (???) and can't stop me from gettin this paper
Nineteen years a closet full of gators
Platinumed out chain beggets around
nigga envy so we
Spent they shit like ebt
She gone suck me up
Like cd in a dvd
Told her eat this dick
Like benihana's and busy bee
Rollin All This
around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you were snitches so
Don't come around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you talkin lick
Don't talk
like this
Turn it up
Hold onto me
Never let me go
Your love's so sweet
Girl I lose control
Run it back for me
Get the remote
Like a DVD
Here we go
Nah,
I ride around on pay day
Feelin' like a king with the crown
And other people naysay
But they ain't gonna bring me down
Don't worry mama, the bills
beautiful
Would you do something real freaky tonight
Now I'm in the limelight
This rose gold bring plenty dikes
They come around to service me because
By Rick Suchow
SHE WAS GOOD, SHE WAS FINE
AND SHE MADE ME THINK SHE WAS MINE ALL MINE.
TILL I LOOKED IN HER EYES
AND I READ THAT GIRL BETWEEN HER
Oh play that song!
We sat there and talked
About how it would be
If we could turn it all around
And go back T-I-M-E
You get your house back
You get
get
When you play a country song backwards
Oh play that song!
We sat there and talked
About how it would be
If we could turn it all around
get
When you play a country song backwards
Oh play that song!
We sat there and talked
About how it would be
If we could turn it all around
ain't beatin'
Never beaten by you
It's DVD
Jennifer O'Connor:
What do you hope for?
What do you feel?
Is this a nightmare?
Or is this real?
Keep the real vibes
If your down, then we out
Then I M. Bison slide
When that bullshit come around me
DVD
M. Bison slide through the bullshit
Miss me
and a DVD
She came to me in December
But she'd left me by the month of May
Little Princess of Pleasure
Gave me five months then she walked away
And she left
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