Lyrics:
look like bobby
Bad bitch favorite pill dirty sweaty molly
Now get up off me
Don't you be so needy
You feel like you need me
I know I don't need you
But
59/50
Why i always end up in a jam n get out in a jiffy
Cus I was blessed, with the power to manifest
Stand taller than the twin towers, never forget
Amendment!")
("Black men get the right to vote!")
("A citizens right to vote shall not be denied or abridged in the United States or by any state on account
It’s one thing to speak, but it’s another thing to stand up
We’re looking weak, so where my people with they hands up
Louder in numbers
Making noise
you through
Get on your feet
Get up and make it happen
Get on your feet
Stand up and take some action
I think it's true that we've all been
go up
They can't stand to see you go up
I can't help it
I do me they call me selfish
And when my heart is open
They got no cares if it get broken
But I
it up
And too much bass in the trunk, so let it bump
You look like you mad as fuck, but who cares?
Grabbin' her by the arm, cause she stared
Don't know
on road by Tracy forsaken that I may just
Have you feel like Kaitlyn fake bitch on page six with Satan
Sacrifice you blatant
you will, I leave em stand still
Rap better than me, that noise please kill
Solve any crime like the great Dick Tracy
Make more jazz than the late
Every time we get up we get shot down
Can't go out on the block it's too hot now
We done came to far we can't stop now
Fighting 'til the day we're
Go on. A child of God I stand
They wanna size me up
Roll on. If that's what's you on, get a new plan
You wanna size me up up up up up
You wanna size
can't tell what's real anymore cause I be surrounded by fake
I can't sit and just wait man I gotta get goin
All this ice on my neck I walk out it start
Fuck the beat up so bad won't nobody get up on it, I
Flow sick, nigga how sick, sea sick
Got your hand out, don't look at me bitch
You lookin' at who
Fuck the beat up so bad won't nobody get up on it, I
Flow sick, nigga how sick, sea sick
Got your hand out, don't look at me bitch
You lookin' at who
feet
You can see the wheat silo's and the Catholic cathedral
From the wishing well up on Mount Misery
The Chapman River rises east of Northampton
And it
can you tell me now? (Tell me now)
Would you stand by me? Would you stand by me? (Oh yeah)
What if it all goes south, I get ran out of town
For
Yeah, ayy, ayy
This how we do, nigga
It's GA, nigga
Georgia stand the fuck up, nigga (you already know what is, nigga)
Ayy, y'all ready?
Ayy,
wasn't smoking out tinfoil
In front of the school I'm inhaling
I had the sour by Tracy's
Chain on my neck and it's danglin'
I will not rest til I've made
sexy hooked up by Becky true to the dice not new to the dice sexy
Dropped me off 456 Ci Lo Blvd. right after she blew on the dice.
123rd
like Tracy
Real H-Town nigga, I'ma Mac just like McGrady
You was my favorite player, but you 12 like Tom Brady
I'm twisted like a shoelace
If I get a CAT
something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't spend all your time trying to get high
You need git
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't spend all your time trying to get high nigga
You need git
me in my face and just squat uh
Man I know her type I know she gon' rock
She get naked and she stand up on the yacht
And you know she gon' do it until
Eres malo, monte eres para tu (get up, get up, get up, get up)
Get up and do the biz, our style is the wild
Hit you with a spell whether Jew
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