Lyrics:
what they think, I'm all for you
When I'm by your side, just walk on through
I think that we should tell them (just tell them)
Oh, no
We don't give
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
niggas
I pressed the button on them niggas
I run it up on them niggas
All of my niggas gorillas
Surrounded by nothin’ but killers (yeah)
I could react,
and this entice them how them joke the same
So I'm gonna sing just like them to get where they at
I'll even break my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
to the west coast, all my bitches
Yo, chickens is good for pluckin'
So I'm stickin' bitches fuckin'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin'
Give 'em dick,
to the west coast, all my bitches
Yo, chickens is good for pluckin'
So I'm stickin' bitches fuckin'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin'
Give 'em dick,
a purge
Fi Africa we chant, this is for real
A vanity them still want
That's why all now them a feel
Done know them hungry
This is them meal
bands bitch he play lent
Yo bitch keep calling tryna give me play
It's just one of them days
If I see a opp nigga I'ma grab the K
Rack it up and then
like I love them curves,
Take me around the world, baby give me them hips
You deserve everything you earned
Just say the word
You want it, I get
She had
a paradise
Positive energies in your eyes
That's all I need
That's all I bleed oh yeah
Oo naa naa naa
Give me the vibes, give me love
Give me life, give them
seen real G'z
So, give it up for Amsterdam nigga, di spot
Taliban's in Chinatown please believe that
City to city, coast to coast
Now all them niggaz
Illuminati, thought that was silly
Shit, all them years that I was starvin', and now I'm filthy
I wanna see my haters dead, talkin' bloody murder
Cause when
huh, huh, huh, huh
All these white vans give a nigga paranoia
Make me wanna grab all my
Gwalla and hit the border
Cause I ain't worth them late nights
problems
We come with them choppas
They call us the Ladder Boys
Cause we get it poppin
We don't do no robbin, all we do is grind
Hustle from the muscle nigga
popped outta them it's still a fact
So mind your business and stay the fuck outta mine
You'll shortly find that this is best for everyone involved
All in
your head above the clouds
And your eyes on the prize
Don't you dare give up?
This is for the grind
Fuelled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit
Don't you dare give up?
This is for the grind
Fuelled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit that I've been through
Still I hold my head up
down on me
(Yeah Yeah)
Relax for night infinite vibes
Take it all off me know ya so freaky
Yeah
It's a war out there
It's a war out there
Give them
and justice
O The Ever-Living, The Self-Existing by Whom all subsist,
I cry out to Your mercy for succour, and from Your punishment I seek protection.
Make
I remember all them days
I remember all them days
I remember all them days
I remember all them days
I remember all them days
I remember all them days
c limbs done
To get ahead
It wasn't all positive
I sinned some
cnd God still saved me from enemies
I sensed them
When them cowards shot me 2
the queen, you're the king
All by yourself
You always hated sports
You buzzed your hair short
Dyed it pink to piss them off
With a hand poke tattoo
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man
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