Lyrics:
Give it to God let him take the wheel
Be still and stand strong
You know God will take you home
Stand strong and be still
Give it to God let him take
Break-a-Trick
Cause all your money she'll be takin it
Put her on the pedestal, your queen on the throne
And she's still gon' bring the money home
[Chorus: Too
Yeah this faggit's a visitor, I can't wait to get rid of ya
My home ain't your home bitch, I don't know ya signature
And you can't be empowered by every
my back he protect my from traitors
Who u foolin bitch, Nobody
Catch him while he drunk
Better stay home from that party
Don't bring that bitch might
Lackin' with you, then we leave your ass alone (alone)
Pray to God, tell him that you comin' home (comin' home, fool)
Huh, now bust you a right
Told you
Aye yo, listen, I'm bootcamping at the group home, right
Blah, zay, blah, and all that
I'm ready to flex
I'm about to slay like Kay
Mister, you can't
I hit my niggas off with good smoke
Out west they ridin' with me, now I'm back hard
I'm just worried bout the rats that's in my back yard
Hated by
Russel (Wrestle) wit flesh
We baptize em in the Westbrook (West Brook)
Like Paul I'm familiar with the Stones
They banging this was right outside my home
to the end...
Jus' keep on jammin' to the end!
Oh yeah
Ride the Drums...
I didn't even ask him to do that!
You can bring that Organ back right now...
Yeah!
That's
Stayed at the house sleeping
Did a lot of good things
But it was time for us to go
In the back of my mind
I thought that Dharmin
Would get us home
But he
don't even let him know, 'cause you fucked her before
What's real, when you talk behind a man's back
Then you see him and give him dap, now explain
of consoling
Can bring him back, but also I was thinking that
What if that was my…
I don’t even wanna think about that
I can count on one hand how many times I
khaki suit"
Well, one day, up the Avenue
There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew
He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
By her sweet perfume she was gone for a minute
But you know how girls do
She steps back in the room
Fully dressed
Some dude with a gun to her back
His
punished for what dirt that I did
I can't bring em back, so I get high to forget
All the mistakes that I made, that time won't let me erase
I keep my head
straight
Woah buddy
I be rolling like a big shot
Diamonds dancing on a Rollie
This ain't no tik tok
Your shawty like my body
I can tell by the drip drop
So
to have a single daughter with the upper hand
Little does she know you're never coming back
She put you in her brother's hand only for him to formulate
relief it got him feeling like
Load up our guns, Bring your friends
It's fun to lose, and to pretend
I knew a young woman named Lola,
Who's Dad had
C'est la vie, such is life, don't bring sand to the beach
You can judge somebody by the company they keep
Look, my friends kill my friends
girl,
Bout the justice of the peace,
Is gotta bring one of us to our knees.
So I'll go down you can come back home even though,
I know your gonna keep
the (-) ain't nutten new
Just sent the worker 2 shots and got another call (oi go over there)
Paul wants 3 basically another ball (yeah how long)
Fresh home
Y'know
When we first put out this song
I don't think people really got it like they were supposed to get it
Think it's time to bring it back
D.
train that brings him back
I'm waitin' for my life to begin
Waitin' for the train to come in
I'm waitin' in the depot by the railroad track
brings him back
I'm waitin' for my life to begin
Waitin' for the train to come in
I'm waitin' in the depot by the railroad track
Lookin' for
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