Lyrics:
She match my vibe
And I like that
She go get that bag
And come right back
Just a quick preview
Little night cap
Then I drive her wild
And we fly back
to hustle for mad prof
I am a underdog so enough times I had to come from behind
Like I just bussed during back shots
And by the way fuck what them man got
your....with...
Bust it open, might come quick I don't give a
I don't give a...got 10 bands in the trunk
Can I get your name and where you're from if you don't
songs, I trade my feelings in
He in the air above the clouds, dreamin' for many bands
Only the real by his side, that's why he had no friends
And now I
like two bands
All that shit for the birds like a two cane
Baby, give me that back, that Suzanne
Come and give me that neck Rock
Your boat, sweet life
praise the devil
For my dismay
I'm so sad she's gone
But that's okay
I got a little picture of my kitten to stay
Me until she's back and we resume our play
might go piss on the mic, on some true shit
If I get some bands off some fans, that’s a movement
Kill all the Nazis, I show off my Jew click
Fighting for
Little mama bi, and my bitch goin' both ways
Whoah
Baby sniffin' lines in the bathroom
Californication, I think I'm goin back soon
A little dead inside,
Born by the river
Born a killer back in 99
Horns on my head
Looking dead
Always acting fine
Always pack a pistol
Pussy boy step back a little
Choppa
I was born by the river, just like this river
I've been moving ever since
Ain't got nobody to call my own you know
I've been moving since the day I
with your little plan and the little clan go back to your little land
If you want a side but you still undecided never come and try me ‘cuz you’d be
hazy
I hate Kanye and I hate Jay-Z
I'm in love with you Skeptik baby
Little does she know I’m plotting her death
I love you too girl till your very
right now?
Just start to groove
Get me back to the groove
Baby, you! Know that you wanna shake
I can see it in your face
Your words they lie you don't
right now?
Just start to groove
Get me back to the groove
Baby, you! Know that you wanna shake
I can see it in your face
Your words they lie you don't
Come along, she said to me
Come into the night
Let us go to the river, where everything's alright
I appeared within myself, noticing dim and translucent
(Thank you)
I know what it feels like to be honked at
You're sick and sad and a little bit
Embarrassed by your reason why
You're coming through
until you pick me
Skinny little niggas keep they meat by they thighs
No lie
120 but my dick 25
That’s a lot of weight to carry
Why you running
I’m tired
a stranger's arms standing there by the railroad tracks.
Oh, yes I did.
Billy, baby!
Billy, baby, when are you coming back?
I cried in a stranger's arms
in the back with the play sta'
A little boy (boy) came and gave me an invitation
Said there's a party and ya gotta wear your suit
And ain't no
come again, checkin for the little lyrical
?? and chat be milky like cereal
Poof I make you move when I move I bet I make you
Buck I make you bugged
It's Maison Margiela, my jacket
If it's all black, you know I have it
Keep the Vlone on me if my back turned
That's not Margiela, I just simply walk past
the little locs are getting a little too loc'ed
And when it comes to dust, they kick up the most
Say the wrong word
Then whistle down the street to your
a little too loc'ed
And when it comes to dust, they kick up the most
Say the wrong word
Then whistle down the street to your homies like a bird
Bust
I traced my footprints through the sands of yesterday
Back the way I came I was returning
And then I saw me standing just across the river
Just
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