Lyrics:
The doe mean shot, but I'm a chesting
I'm far from pop my pop is resting
My flow so bad my tongue is vexing,
Yeah
No one is testing,
I'm best by far is what
to figure out a way to get mine
Chorus:
All I really wanna do is turn my view into a mill/ them holes into a rolls as I keep a couple swishers pre-rolled/ my
Ohh yeah, it’s boy KidRod
Damn, just had another tough week.
It’s a Friday and I’m working late how how fucking lucky
Am I?
That’s right, I swear
the gift I spit
The gift of gab boy, the gift is ripped
Deal with the skill that makes ya feel it
Those that don't wanna feel it need to kill it
minutes six Minutes six
Minutes, Slim Shady, you're on!
"Just a feeling I've got like
Something is about to happen
But I don't know what if that means what
doorstep like I sang Christmas carols
The Villy is Back
This is mine for the taking
Fuck ya federation
Let's speak mass education
Bring Lighting to a sword
and bad boy that.
And I fuck with daisy cause she living by the dollop.
All I hear is...
Bad boy this and bad boy that.
Til I, this well-crafted like
knock your hustle
Don't knock mine
In the meantime
It's go time
My favourite colour is green
Omo no time
I see the look in they eyes
When I drive by
Like
Boy, you a fool if you can't realize what you had
She can't feel you like I can
'Cause I'm a girl that's always standin' by my man
And there's no way,
longer having insomnia
Counting heart beats on the monitor
And this boy is alive she saying she mine
It's sounding like Brandy and Monica
It's all about
guessing
’Cause I’m just try’n’a escape lately with some E & J blessing
We erase lessons, we learnt from getting too hurt
When we merked by the brandy
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
Because she wanna be down
Put the bitch on game
And then I send her outta town
My kids depending on me
Give me mine plus extra
Gotta get it by any means
yo girl not mine
But we gon' have a good time
Don't worry big dawg
I'll bring her back by 9
30 that's for the 8th
Every penny's getting scraped
Tryna
I met a boy his name was Jay he was so fine
I met a girl her name was Jane she wanted to be mine
I met a boy his name was Jay he was the one
I met
simmer
At the same time , 96 to the hard top brandy wine
Gettin' mine in a big fashion
11 pounds in the back of the Volvo wagon
Money long
race, it's Apocalypto
The industry's a target, I suggest these labels get low
On top of that, this track is cracked like burnt brillo (damn)
Consider me
on coming cause
The way I ride is so insane
I got that head game
Cause yours is so lame
Sweeter than rock candy
The boy is mine, like Brandy
You try to hold
the stu like I can't leave
With women cumming at the same time like a stampede
& One girl say the boy is mine like she Brandy
The other say she love me I
tried it with Corrine fox but Jaime said he thinks not
Monica and Brandy keep saying the boy is mine
So I disappear like Magic
I don't waste no time so I
that goes by
K-Dee:
Ya see my organization is gettin' stronger
See we ain't for that bullshit no longer
Devin and K-Dee
Never the less
started
Why we have to pretend
That we don't know what fear is
And it is the end
This uniform is getting itchy
Bitter co workers
Get bit by bit more bitchy
the end of the road 'cause we're all gone
But no, nigga don't lose your soul
Put trust in mine, alright then we can roll (roll, roll)
This is my
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