Lyrics:
too sure
My baby sure for me like two sure odds
She's too much
She in the category of men I trust
And I know you'll always stay stay
I tell my people
category called
Find Yourself With Me
I wan' walk with that, one hoe here gwan' worship that, me say
Find Yourself With Me
Me, I like you though, how you
Friend zone territory
Best friend category
Best Seller is another love story
Spring fling
I think I got love for her
Bling bling
I bought diamond cuts
idan gan gan idan
cra me riri
Won be ni !
We no Dey same category
Shon be ni ??
cra me riri
Won be ni !
We no Dey same category
Shon be ni ??
on her bones, but she gotta be in the same category
She just sniffed a line and started to tremble
So much Cocaine, I thought it's December
She pop
Stock up canned food and the water
Put sandbags along the coast,
Evacuation plans must be set out
Category 1- minimal damage,
Category 2- moderate
I'm waiting for my friends to die
The more words spoken the more you need to qualify, categories and categories and categories to categorise
As if my
you
I'm still in love with you girl
First she crashing them waves with her surfboard
Then she get creamy and fluffy like some soft serve
Category five
kyle lowry
Hate getting put in lame categories
aim for the top, looking for glory
Man this movie scene really gettin gory
Been tryna keep it real
Tell
I'm doin my best you continue to stress me but tell me what do you want from me
Try to put me in the category as a dead beat but you that aint me
You
Hey
We are the one and the only
There's no one in our category
We are the one and the only
The one and the only
The One and the only
All the time
out like Dory
All for God's glory
Ain't got a baby, won't catch me on Maury
Be with you shortly
I pulled the Bible out my inventory
New category
Lord
So I wanted to contribute myself I was writing down and putting all the the categories together
I ain't got no money blues I ain't got no job blues I
back to fishsticks
They put you in a whole new category when you this rich
I tried to tell that bitch this, every time that bitch bitch (Wheezy outta
drowned, Category 5)
(Tryna ride this wave and get drowned, Category 5)
Yeah, ayy,
Tryna ride this wave, no category
Keep this Glock 19, no statutory
It's category five, ou yeah
In the storm of the eye, ou yeah
Seeing everything glide, oh this
Such an incredible sight, ou
Gon' be a hella of night
category
"Best Chris"
Or you could just write "Chris"
On an Oscar
And we can chare it
Trade off on weekends
Roll call!
Hemsworth!
Pratt!
A rhyme that I kick is stored daily in my journal
Or my diary when speakin' on the black man I gets fiery
The record's in the record store, category's
We’re all humans and that's all it is
Humans are humans
With no category
No colour no race no religion just one word
Let's make the planet earth
Land
Lyrically, I'm drivin' drunk how I'm swervin'
In and out of genres, I ain't pop or urban
I'm my own category, you can
Call that shit purpose, listen
I need
gyal clap it up, clap it up like a Diwali
Whine and bend over, you nuh granny
Whinin' category, she win e Grammy
Some gyal ah try take it but dem
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Pussy hoe
Boys don't cry
Hurricane season but it's category five
I can feel the pulse but I'd rather let it die,
Promise that you’ll stay
You know I’m a hurricane
Category 6 is my middle name
I need you to come find me
One touch and I devastate
Find me in the middle
see him, he says a rhyme
But compared to me, they're weak compared to mine
Every time I know that I am sayin' somethin' fresher
In any category I'm
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