Lyrics:
my face
Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place
Knee-deep in the hoopla, sinking in your fight
Too many runaways eating up the night
the hoopla, faking
And all the antics can't even count all the
Punches a nigga landed
Nationwide tour from the west side
Then back to Decatur
I ain't even
up hoopla when she's sniffin' up snail tracks or steppin' on slug backs
Hey sometimes, hey sometimes, hey sometimes
Hey sometimes we act like
my face
Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place
Knee-deep in the hoopla, sinking in your fight
Too many runaways eating up the night
of hoop-la
me and you sedude deuces and spike juices
And stove some backwards roll backwards
And keep it that good
So write your name
Oldschool
Pen
ate my glizzy in the bizzy
Like it was dinner from Denny's
Hold the hoopla
I'm the grand poo bah in a new car
I'm Mr meatwad, acknowledge my presence
Say, "You don't know me or recognize my face"
Say, "You don't care who goes to that kind of place"
Knee deep in the hoopla sinking in your fight
Too
people come from miles around
For a "hoopla" and "yah yah"
You can blow your saxophone
Pick your old guitar
Shake shake shake a tambourine
Be a super star
all the hoopla
Haven't crossed the board, get the troubleshoota
[Chorus]
Stress the world...( make the world stress me)
Stress the world...( make
Push it hard like a broke down Honda
Let go of the hoopla, move on and do what I got ta'
Grace the place with a poker face, Lady Gaga
Okay, get
casualties
He’s found guilty of pushing buttons and boundaries
Guilty of following the hoopla
Ne touchez pas, 5 f’s then
Cut her loose like the prune does
He’s
of all the hoopla about you two chains
There's a new killer coming to you like a due date
Seeping through your veins till it change like a mood ring
Yeah
fail, you know
I'll be on my toes
For the next oppa
Amongst all the hoopla
Hold the cards close
To the chest
I suggest
Cause you never know
When someone
top
Don't care bout the hoopla
I just focus on mine
And do I want ta
Never had no time for
To forget where I come from
Never had no top floor
But now we
that hoopla, ha
Waking up to shootouts
Nah that ain't no roosters, ha
Crackheads, meth-heads, and the boosters hot
See we used to not having a lot
I'm
Sounds like a lot of hoopla who would've thought we'd be in a studio trying crazy flows Not me bro
Swooping to save the show the crowds hero
Our voices
back home and she run like I'ma beater
And I rip and I dip on a bih i'm not a cheater
What's he hoopla bitch
Girl you too tall bitch
Take the roof off
pander to the hoopla Im sanjay Gupta
Depac Chope that Oprah will quote
That status quo for quid pro quo, go for the throat I go for the choke
Been chose,
opinions
Limiting you in something you have complete dominion
Gathering patterns and talking all that hoopla
Like Saying all men ain't shit
Or there ain't
and chutzpah
To navigate the chatter and eliminate that hoopla
You're pigeonholed, guarantee expansion leaves you dumbfounded
Bigger moves trigger confusion,
rolling with
My shooters
Day ones it's the same ones
Ain't no hoopla
If you ain't with me
You against you a goomba
Give it to me baby
Give it to me
Moi ludzie biorą sprawy w swoje ręce zamiast tak jak inni stać w długiej kolejce
Bo rozumieją że nad nami jest niebo i nic więcej
Hoopla starej szkoły
Girl I know you wanna
Man without the hoopla
No poop gotta scoopa
Got my angels like booyah
I'll be growing still till my old age
Looking at my past
brand new house buy my baby mama new car
Miss me wit the hoopla stealin' flows that's forgery
Dropped a grip on the rosary, TiNiMANE boy you know it's me
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