Lyrics:
looking boring, so y'all ain't ever catching up (nope)
Snatchin' up your bitch for tonight, come ride in this Tesla (zoom)
Instead, I pulled up in a Hellcat
ain't thinkin bout tomorrow
Like Friday after next
Mike Epps
Hit the lotto
The freaks come out
Showtime
The apollo
Don't lose your head
On a horse from
gets crossed ain't no letting it slide
See I was taught that the world a ghetto and it comes with rules by which we abide
Got it locked, working like
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying
By the power of The Living God and in the name of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour, I make these declarations loud and clear:
1. My mind is free!
the dash (Click)
Young Fundi in the pass (Whoo)
God the only being I fear (Uh)
Nigga we ain't come to fight fair (Nah)
Freddy H in the flesh (Yes)
Worst
then it goes and the only one standing Jehovah
You'll know by the end of the night
Jesus the way the truth the life
And no He not taking no bribes
You
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
Hahaha killer season
Jesus piece check
Guardian angel check
I could go with the red white and the blues but it like fuck I don't know what shoes
Got
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
it home (Gotta make it home)
Tryna make it home tonight
(Gotta get back home) gotta make it home
Gotta make it home tonight
Jones i be thinking' bout
I'm watching Tech at Jones now,
When Texas comes to town we're throwing them horns down
(Chorus)
You got me feeling, yeah, you got me feeling,
Like
you ain't bustin' fire, holmes, I'm tradin' yo' ass like Jerry Jones (well, damn)
Gone on and run along, run by myself, I come alone (go)
Drop my
a man can find Jesus?
Old Levi Jones was dead two weeks
Before I'd even heard that he died
You know, we'd come to be friends of a sort for three
things went wrong
Now it's starting to get to me, all of this inhumanity
Hey Jesus, can You give me a ride back home?
You wouldn't know it by looking
I try to do right by people and yet still people get pissed
I tell them I'm following Jesus, they use that against me
I bow my head down to pray
home
My son come home
My son come home
'Cause you were made for glory
Yeah
It's time to go right now
'Cause we don't know if we'll get another chance
arms are open wide
His name is Jesus and He understands
He is the answer you are looking for
So come home running just as you are
Oh child of God
Center Of My Joy
Words and Music by Gloria Gaither, Richard Smallwood
Jesus You're the center of my joy
All that's good and perfect
Comes from
and got nailed for a sale of a rob (Zeek you know wassup)
Two shouts for O.B.C.C six main house of fame
When you come home come and see me
Stay cool I
Young Chante Andrea Jones
Never met her father and momma's never home
Plus she's 15 and she lies about her age
She always on the phone or her myspace
It's Baron Jones
It's Baron Jones
It's Baron Jones
Let's go let's go
Imma tell you what I want
What I really really want
I wanna love you from
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