Lyrics:
the Eighth" 'cause you know a nigga been flames, huh
Campaign huh
Legendary kick to the face, you're gonna probably need a Band-aid huh
Sensei huh
Call me
laceration, incarceration of the inside
Social experiment, of mass genocide
Annihilation
Campaign
Annihilation
Campaign
So wrap the rope around your neck
We
Doing big thangs making mo change
Feed the fam first real nigga campaign
Give a toast to the game she pop it like champagne
Made it in our own lane
trying to exploit it, fuckin' lame
This one for them realest who gon' die for the state
This one for my killers who gon' fight your campaign
Damn, you
everyone
I love you too
I promise that I care
But my empire I'm terrified to share
Training to campaign my intervention
Might as well pay someone to care
you're runnin' for president
This my campaign, lets do the damn thang
Party like we never partied
In this thang before
I put this here on everything
Took
I'm trying to hang
Not even polls of all these votes
Can make you feel low if I lose a campaign
This ain't a role, I been control
Not trying to go fold,
my permission
On my way I’m headed home need my
Campaign going strong,
I’m Chingy I’m Ching Chong
Who ring bells Dong Dong
First off I’m on my free
from all the back
Uh
Everybody started missing coz we left
What you left oh?
Same campaigns from the restaurants?
What you left oh?
Same campaigns from
I'm playing campaign
Iced out chain, Call me Lil Wayne
Got a bad bitch, She giving me brain (Brain, cane)
Suck on my cane, Like cocaine
Got me going
Let's roll
Ah yea
We been around through it all
Ah yea
The campaign
The campaign
It don't stop
Till they know my name
Woo
Ah yea
We been around through it
(On my soul) I Campaign for the baggage
And for that paper I go save age
I hit the, hit the, Steakhouse with a bad bitch champagne pouring
Pray to god
Getting gone
Smoking on some strong
Finna fly back home
On the campaign all alone
Bitch I'm in my mode
Chasing all this dough
Still a kick yo door
Let love reign.
Bubble like a bottle of champagne.
Make it!
Pop, pop, pop.
Throw your guards down.
No pain.
Dance like.
This is a love campaign.
Make
to think about before you decide to go out and party like that
I'm fucking with your campaign shawty
Pull up to my champagne party yea
You just need
of this wants our god
It will be done
Don't stop this campaign, fight for your master
He will be rich, and you'll be holy
I'm blessed when I am telling you
hallelujah oshey oh
Halle Halle hallelujah oshey oh
Where the rosay oshey
Where the campaign mogbe
Ko owo wole oh oh
Ko owo wole oh oh
Where the rosay oshey
through honestly reflecting
As long as you stay consistent
You will receive results enjoy the process
Of rendering a campaign exult
Okay cool, okay easy
base
I'm tryna make it out this campaign
I gotta lotta shhh I can't name
I gotta smart girl you can't game
DTS that's my Campaign
Yeah ima go harder
Amara.org
Oh boy this shit bang
She was tryna fuck like Obama's campaign
Say yes we can
I ride around tenant
They can't see up in it
I'm swervin'
a damn campaign
I am still
Fighting for your glory
I'm reaching for the top
I'm working on the story
So my body cannot stop
I can't explain
How to get that
and rocking the campaign
Running it up, they can't do a damn thing
Run it up
Run it up
A damn thing
Rocking and rocking the campaign
Running it up, they can't
In the sober light,
I feel my shame
The morning bright ignites my pain
On the southern side of a northern campaign
I know there's just me to blame
like
Coach dem pon train nuh fire nuh more gun
Fi dem political campaign
Stop fight di terf war fi corners and lane
And tek heed to life teachings
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