Lyrics:
straight for the groin
But they`re toys
and now them cats are annoyed
While me i`m cute, shit I should`ve have been a backstreet-boy
Fu*k deg a'!
“Hey man,
Uh, I thank the Lord for my mother
Too young to understand but why every summer
She ain't want me outside when it was hot, boy
Influenced by
I thank the Lord for my mother
Too young to understand but why every summer
She ain't want me outside when it was hot, boy
Influenced by
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
now
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
Who gave her a record deal, oh my god!
Nas is in the video with Kalis
Jay-z's in the video with
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
all, in Hall of Fames
Got a day in the city, ooh, not too gangster to be dancin' in the video
Insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring
bald deinen Bambi in den Händen hältst“
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Über 'ne halbe Million' verkauft, werde zur Beauty Queen
Also auch
I'm hearing is some background noise
Bunch of mad rappers actin'
Like some Backstreet Boys
You can hear my music
Blarin' on the backroad, boys
Swervin'
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Mary Jane gotta hold devil wants me dead
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Smoking roaches
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
evolution's handsome
Forged in the image of the God and the Devil
I'm not a rosy picture, I'm not a dirty picture,
I'm a whole album
My chest is a pit
muje aya video call ek
Kiya motivate raftaar bhaiya ne solid
Haka baka rehgaya excitement mai behgaya
Thana karna Jaldi unke sath muje show lit
2 saal ke
kablach pcham na blok ty budź sąsiada tym
Jestem jak beastie boys nie backstreet boys jak ty
Jak gram na narodowym to strzelam co najmniej trzy
Jestem z
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
Black boy black boy I ain't really different
I'm just done getting fucked by the system
Grew up from a crack in the concrete jungle
Till we popping
The Feds Still Watchin, Well Imma Give Em Somethin
Check Billboards, Numba 1 Album In The Country
The Radio Ban, The Snow Video Play
Guess Wat Fuck Niggas We
first met, we wasn't on the same page
From pettiness understandings that got cleared up with age
Two young boys who was ready to mash
Put P
met, we wasn't on the same page
From pettiness understandings that got cleared up with age
Two young boys who was ready to mash
Put P A on the map
sie bringen die Straße zurück
Ihr seid nur die Backstreet Boys
Rapp ein Part ein
Der's zu heftig
Deine Show alles Playback
Das ist Cap Shit
Rapper die
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