Lyrics:
Houston like Whitney
Pink what I'm sipping, my liver resent me
I drank too much, now I can't feel my kidney
Oh Lord, forgive me
I'm only longing for best in
Let me know what's on your mind, Whitney give me one more line
To sniff, you fuckers know what time it is
Fuck your jewelry, my records almost
a xan man
Keep the perky's by me, they my up's
When I'm down man
I remember last year shawty had me down bad
A sad man
Ion like yo' tone
Lower it when you
l'm gonna love you
Yea, I wanna love you
Girl, ugh
(Vibe'n)
I wanna love you
Prove that I'm the one to
Whitney Houston choosin
I'm the man u gone run
a shine only seen for the weekend
I hit from the back make her sing Whitney Houston
You came from Ohio, your music is humid
You pass me ball I don't miss
some smoke
I call my brother he gone bring the heater
Bet that shit sang
Like Whitney Houston or just like Anita
They ain't think that I could do it
but somehow I got by
Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they
Man its Purple Rain on repeat
First Michael Jackson, then Whitney Houston
Now Prince, it's a 3 peat
And if you see me in traffic its three beeps
vous, tomorrow!
Se mi sente l' Amanda! At first I was afraid, I was petrified,
Kept thinkin' I could never live without you by my side,
Ah, c'é quella di
Fly out to Houston I need line ain't talking fucking Whitney
(Ain't Whitney Houston)
You think I'm fine on the outside, but inside I ain't living (I'm
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
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Dangerous Album by Michael Jackson
Keep The Faith Album by Bon Jovi
Icon Album by Paradise Lost
Bark
And from the start of it you felt like you were a part of this
And opposition felt the opposite
Sometimes I listen and revisit them old albums
Often as I
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
It's time to take off your cool
If it make you wanna move, then move
My niggaz get up on it, live bitches throw it back
Ma, act like you want it
I
It's time to take off your cool
If it make you wanna move, then move
My niggaz get up on it, live bitches throw it back
Ma, act like you want it
I
Whitney and I ain't talking no Houston
You know I'm tryna get it AINT no institution
You know I gotta keep it I could never lose it
We ain't fucking witchu
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
me?
Let's get inside the coupe and you can spin the town with me
You know I got the loud and I got the brown with me
Let's take a flight to Houston
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
Whitney Houston up tonight (Whitney Houston up)
You know I will always love you right (You know I will always love you)
Within a short space, I can love you
I spent me a 50
You can't keep up with me
I might do a show out in Houston like Whitney
All my boys with me
If shit's getting gritty
I'm not like
one
It's getting late to convince me
You've been hurting all alone, you miss me
Houston, we got a problem with Whitney
Too turnt, can't move, come get
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