Search results for 'deep pockets' Page #404

never came  with the Rules 
This money these Hoes make things change 
I be by myself i love everybody can’t  trust nothing but my back pockets 
Never

#iLIKE 

She got me hypnotized//and iCant snap out of it//slow winding got me wanna grab'Er by her back pockets//pull her closer//jus to grope

im in her throat yeah
Pocket rocket for seccurity still on parole yeah
Investigation never told i stick to the code yeah
Ask about me im 10 toes yeah

she say I’m too deep and I fucked up her stomach
Uh
Keep me a pistol in pocket I don’t got a holster to keep me the gun in 
Uh
Lil forrest keep running

replied to the officer I’m just off the bourbon see me serving making plays because my pockets be Hurting See I’m fucking on your bitch that pussy wet

bitch to me 
So ima keep walking wit the heat 
Wit a big mit pockets full wit  green 
Wit a big stick hit u from deep 
N all whit fresher den mr clean

pockets aren’t too deep
But these bills are all paid for 
I scrap change for the new beats
A license from my producers

I shouldn’t rap about money
I

Formally Untold
So who can I go to for console
Feel the depths of the Oceans running through one's soul
Deep Sea Shrooms
Thinking really puts me in a groove

apothecary
Where the Mary seeps deep inside your pulmonary
While you Mortys are terrified just like your dad Jerry
Loser
Pissin’ in the wind again I’ve been

Intelligence artificial save yo hot air fo a whistle

Working fingers to the bone pain deep in da gristle

Hopin we blow the world up songs b

tear dropping down your face when in misery or in despair
(Jheeze)

Then when you making profit people want a share
Deep fried friends like junk bad for

runnin’ up a check$ 


I need a G5 I need a G6

Yeah all my competition in some deep shit

Ima God nigga I ain’t on that greek shit 

Ima put em behind bars

extensions (extensions), fuck boys no mentions, destroyed your inventions (no boy)...D-boy you flinching, your pockets on empty (no heart), go hard in

Dropped out of school so I could kick knowledge
It's either learn how to hustle or pick pockets 
Mom told me dream big that's world to Chris Wallace

at just know we deep

Verse 2:Feel like I'm loosing it at times, fall in a hole, mind going bad, from the people toying with my soul, da ones  on my name,

card in my pocket no need for these bars to make a mil 
Im so chill 
Im going till the curtains close 
I chase around you insects with a hose 
Im an ant

then a fruit snack

1 deep wit no seatbelt on riding round wit 2 straps

I swear god I aint scared to beat a nigga blue black

But y’all aint fuccin wit

the age of 17, I’ve been seeing Green
Checkmate! Nigga this a game of Kings 
It’s like in my genes, pockets, dungarees 
I’m a cut above the rest, ask

(Bobby Blazemore)

I know that you mean more problems in here when you say that you brought some smoke
Say you want change but your pockets broke, that’s

heart beat broke but my pockets ain’t
I can lose my job still my bills paid
Name another like me you got next up
Aint a single one of em this blessed up

gold slugs
Hook
Verse 2
This that fur coat wearing, big chain hanging, music that you need, when you coming out the south, we pulling up deep, with some

couscous
My gain is your boost
Dime is in two's
When I eat you eat too
Bleeding to you supercedes to who's who
Fuck a purse fuck a wrist if my pocket ain't

da A he gon take it dere 
Yeah?
Dats lil twin
He go buss at you and yo kin
Big 30 for da win
Squad deep , we moving 
Off da codeine I’m shooting

Bacc

and she’s biting
My tutor gives advice
Oo I love to pick her brains
She loves to pick my pockets
I don’t really trip though cause I’m filling up her stockings