Lyrics:
all I do is drink
And smoke a lot of bud
But if we pop some E
Then we gonn fall in love
There's something in the air
On this Arizona night
If this is
on a mission
They hooked, we supply the addiction
Only multiplyin' addition, no division
Drive the coldest edition, exotic bud twistin'
Got it out the mud
The church house and the mess hall
That's why I address y'all
Express all Big Dogg with no flaws
Yiggy yes yall touch y'all from up above
Show big love
Z
samples and high notes
Art of War
By any means
Bunch Of niggas dressed in Supply coats
Always giving love out first
Can't avoid it
I come off cursed
Steak
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I'ma grab her by her hair
I'ma fuck her like a bear, I'ma fuck her
And you can't see success coming from plan C
When it all breaks you, you still say you're lovely
And love them and love when you love her
You love so
one, and one invented not by our venerable ancestors, but by a devilishly clever marketing firm, not to symbolize your everlasting love, but to make
teleprompter
She gonna tell me prompt
Fuck the bank teller
Rumpelstiltskin in her pale skin
Going' all in she gon' love this Dickson
She wish she had me
Under
and up through Petticoat Lane
Past the well of shadows, and once back round again
Arm in arm, with an abstracted air
To where the people stare
Out
Georgie-Porgie, all night long
How was I to know what I was in for
I had it rockin' and a rollin' for a while, by George
By, by, by, by George
We bought
heaven
Been hurtin' all my life, all I know is suffer
Been hustlin' all my life, all I know is struggle
At the age of six I learned how to flip
CD and DVD
of fresh air the woman's in command
Pussy sweet Supply and Demand
See females like we, we love to put it down (Put it down baby)
And when walled up
costly fee have to you involved
Raise ya glass toast one
Up to the heavens above
By any chance you ever experience
Many feelings of love
You dug it up
I'm
Trust
Cut up by a blade
Love
Burned in this state
Put it on
Just to take it off
Run around
Just to get to the top
Cut it up
Just to stitch it up
Pussy So good I be diving it tell me what you gon need I supply the business
I a'int trusting nobody I'm riding with ya
All it takes is a call
Man, we got this shit sounding like its dipset
Baby girl, come here real close and get your lips wet
All about that break down all we want is big
Lane
Past The Well of Shadows
And once back round again
Arm in arm with an abstracted air, to where
The people stared at the upstairs windows
Because we
telophones
got hoes from Hiram Clark all the way to Yellowstone
and I ride on chrome thats all I do
Slow down music we call it Screw
Everyday watch out for
we get shady
Dress up like ladies
And burn 'em with dirty 380's
Then they come to kill our babies
That all out
I got gats that blow the wall out
Clear
anywhere
I don’t really want to go anywhere
I am dented by the skies
They keep me up at night
And it’s not agoraphobia
It’s just a lack of air supply
That
supply
Tell me is you gon' be by my side
Tell me is you gon' do it or die
Let me know if you in it for life
Tell me will you be doin' me right
I been
Military personnel are mobilized and waiting orders
Despite the quiet and the deceptive calm, tension is still
thick in the air after last night's
supply all my needs You'll supply all my needs
Mmm...
You'll call me out & call me by my name
Yeah..
Near or far
You'll call me out
And call me by my name
I supply smoke
And if u call me a slur, make sure U Baddest in front
And if you call me a what don't Be Talking up out yo neck
You Betta
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