Lyrics:
back in it now
No limit now
And I'm here for me
To win it now
Can't you see
How we're about our
Father's business
We don't play
When it comes
To being
Showing his Johnson to the audience at a conference in Wisconsin, I mean how'd it come to this, and how do we stop the rhymin' apocalypse?
Can't nobody
fit
better sock it to me, you better sock it to me, sock it to me,
She began to feel sorry for him.
She said, I'll sock it to ya, Daddy.
He said Wha?.
and drug her to me caveee
(Ahh sock it to your dad) thats what she said-a (ahh sock it your dad) as she rubbed her head-a (ah sock it your dad) ah she make
suitcase, let me . . . open it.
I'm just a bit nervous you understand.
Open the suitcase.
This hasn't happened . . . too often.
Uh-huh, I see, how many . . .
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die
Came in a suit, that baby is bossy
Nigga be hot, now we feel like Nkosi
She wanna come and fetch me by the pozi
The request that you put in
Swagger mode on Flawless
Attitude on caution
Ion do no talking
Want beef just call me
No hungry I'm starving
Get it popping in the parking lot
Leave you
Yeah, look, ridin' with the sunroof you ain't gotta lie, it's your proof
Pretty brown skin, come through be smart when niggas thinkin' they'll help
sleight of hand trick
Still you call me witch doctor and call him wizard
as the government works its hoo doo
Hell, I need some voo doo jus' to stay sane
If
Cigarettes and crew socks aye
Just copped a new job aye
Screw up the whole block
I take it day by day
If you got a problem better say it to my face
You
Baby you be calling when I'm balling
I'm assisting all my brothers call me Stockton
I be riding round these streets, call me Johnson
I be by my lonely,
by me
They talk but fold like origami
I'm organic the flow fire it's volcanic
I evolved in it now my brand is gigantic
In a pandemic my counter tops
nigga, fuck my past
Propane in my pants
Grams in my socks
Negro haciendo señas pero no es el milly rock
Stop it
Yall niggas knows was braking
Bad lil bitch
we gon' do it) we're gonna stand by
This one's for North Carolina, come on and raise up
Take your shirt off, twist it 'round your hand
Spin it
Ian come on this bitch to insult you so I'm going back to my facts ya Heard me
Fast forward 2010 check Now I'm on the run I was sleeping by Gemar
to get shot
Whoever said that what I say and portray is negativity
Need to come kick it in the city with me
And find the black and crack the fact
They
It locked in the sock
I got that from Ken, all of my hoes
They spend
On me all at the mall, I'm bendin' Benzes
20 inch rims on my Enzos
Bitches is
the afro - Brothers had to rock the madd 'fro
Played monopoly games and passed 'Go'
Had me a slinky, a wonderful toy
The jingle even said it was fun for
in the trap milly rocking'
Shoot at me like an Aston Martin
Pull up and score like Magic Johnson
Goin' hard got no option
Goin' hard getting exhaust
over late up
Me, Ginny, she sits over late up
Between the pint pot and the cup
It's down the pits, we'll go me marrers
It's down the pits, we'll go me
over late up
Me, Ginny, she sits over late up
Between the pint pot and the cup
It's down the pits, we'll go me marrers
It's down the pits, we'll go me
Never fussing over loyalty you know that imma ride
(i'm gon ride )
Grateful for what made me and the fam thats by my side
(by my side )
If you fam
appear Drank with the Root bear, it's useful here
Who do I fear, who do I hear? I'm just fly, jumping off a lear
Next to your, dear, tell her come here
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