Lyrics:
With Princess Diana
By the paparazzi in a car crash
Donny Dazzler
Mad at the puzzles
These people throwing at cha
Mad rapper
Know Mad Hatter
Helped me
to have an all nighter
Some spot by the water
No line no bobber
But I'm reeling something in
The suns down, got her guns out
Shooting me a Wild West
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
This is the fourth by the four
'Please, Please Me', 'With The Beatles'
'Hard Day's Night' that's three
Now'beatles For Sale'
The young men
to rock like B&B (suh, suh, suh)
I was on C wing, now my runners gotta say C on C
Caught you when you're out outside with bae
Make you die for a nyash
the alley.
It aint loud enough for all of us
We'll break you outta your shell
we came to rock, rock the best of bells
(x4)
J Guavera move the people
and rub your leg
I let my hand slide between your miniskirt
Slip a finger in your panties, straight go to work
What time is it? Don't watch the clock
Fuck up no one, no one gives a fuck who!
Take 'em down, aboard that Ben yeah
Straight to the ocean crew
One by one, one on four
Take all cause I
cravin', a misbehavin' savior
America the grave for gun wavers (what?)
The wave runners, what the blood seed again
Make you wonder, about the thunder
Let's see four decades
Like forty more books
Maybe four kids divided between each other
Roses, designer, love for our mothers
Some patience and space
livin' large y'all so by the way
Who rocked the crowd and rocks it loud
On the strengths, y'all, I'm takin' bows now
Kickin' up lyrics that others want to'
sound taste
Deconstructing, jotted the four across the wall your forced to face
And conclude that your thirst is quenched by Deep Puddles
"Ay this shit
the end of heartache
No Roderick Strong
Hiding my thoughts like I was taught
Sip till I'm out of it, Dawg
Where pride goes, shame follows
Throttled by
you find the strength in the wounds that don't heal
Between horses and heartaches, women and mistakes
I've been through more than I should
But I
Shittin' in bars with a crazed smell
Lord praise Swel!
'Cause time is eleven thirty-four when I'ma raise hell
And truly I'll react and you will get
San Pellegrino
Stand up guy like a young Gambino
Not a lot of brothers still abide by the code
Understand the difference between a friend and a bro
Nose
than I'v ever been
Talent,
If it?s classic it?s gonna last forever than I?m everywhere you never been and better than I ever been
Classic
Better than
cause these nigga hate
Like fuck that
Niggas get up close I might just clutch that
Henny got me dancing by myself like I ain't kno that
And these pussy
something left unsaid
cnd as if by grand design there was static, it went dead
Yes, the truth is a bitter runner
10, 9, 6, 5, 4, 3, go
You can only ever
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Sham's nine times ultra
Wu-tang (brrrat)
Herbs two times great (uh)
You heard of me, son (big up L.A.D.)
Four, six times ill
sitting on a goldmine
Runners made in Paris
With more spikes than porcupines
I been working Overtime
Plus I can get you clipped
While I sit on the beach
I'm cold blooded old hunnids I still fold 'em
Peel onions bake pies we brick oven
Taught game home schooled by old gunners
Black Gods, Ansars
it and rock and roll
I'm just tryin get money and take stroll
Ona beach with some weed and a hundred hoes
Put that bitch on lock like a figure 4
Got
we hot like two 4-5th with gold clips
Ain't none of y'all fuckin' with this
It's hopeless malice on that raw Shawshank
Cut your throat shit
This is
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