Lyrics:
don't need a hoe
You can break yourself but you can't break me
You never met a player like $hort, baby
I knew a dick sucker named Betty-Jo
Took her
you’ve been playing on my mind
and I do believe it’s time we got serious
HOUSE FOR SALE
(Peter Sando)
Down at the end of Sycamore Lane
there’s a three
Fantenibaa n'anantu abobo S3 bayer3
Waa hw3 ne nante3
De3 3y3 me f3 koraa ne ne sere3
If you down then I'm down with it
Nice thighs put me in the middle like
'm cutthroat like that, nigga, I got it out the mud
That's on gang
(Keise On Da Track)
MO-motherfuckin'-3
Down by the river (that river)
That's where I
One, two, three, pop, pop
One, two, three, pop, pop
One, two, three, pop, pop
Mr. Davis
One, two, three, pop, pop (okay)
Yeah (woo)
Okay, okay
on the scene when the man's down (I got homies on the scene)
Y3 mo ka s3 yada
Steady wishing life upon me cause you know they know wassup now yeah (Steady
to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
Show a lil nigga this cutta on me not even his beef but his mans get expose
Putting down pressure you
professional
Need someone to lean on
Got you on the down low
I can make you levitate
Don't worry bout positions baby
You know that I innovate
When I give up,
already told ya
Trust and respect is what we do this for
I never intended to be next
But you didn't need to take him to bed that's all
And I never saw him
alarm
Just as I feared
Well, our story doesn't need him!
What'd Stanley ever do?
We'll find him a replacementlike you!
Yes, it's perfect! This new
'Cause I need
Three little piggies to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun (no)
I might
You need to just let it shut down and reboot
I'm drifting, is my mind? (Drifting, drifting)
Drifting in mind (Drifting, drifting)
Drifting is my mind?
I don't wanna go, but I've got to leave you, mama
And he's going down the highway
I guess it was around 3:30 in the morning
He could hardly see
and recognize the alphabet
You can't survive in a room full of Gs
Coached by my Uncle Lil' Mane, I resemble him
They tryna steal the game
And we killing all
you like a dalmatian
It's that food truck by the gas station
I don't trick, think of it like a donation
You looking good, but I know you need some
the tears
No need to show
Fr3 mi Nyame ma mo mba mb3 ha mi
Still I'm here no matter what u do
Si y3 do mi
Si y33p3 adeda mi
Been to hell and back but I
Through Rough
We Number One Ain't Nothin' You Can Do
And If You Wanna Get Down We'll Rock You Too
So Free-Formin Y'all, Ya Don't Stop
Come On, Come
you're near or whether you're far as the stars
Baby just get here I need you right beside me now when the rain is falling down
I got it bad for you baby I
Hurricane Katrina
I get Superdome defenses tryna find
A way to stop me
I'm offensive with the wordplay
I minored misdemeanors
Bitch, you might need a subpoena
the haze power forward
20s have a niggas floatin like
He in the water
Sure ya, we got bundles for a Goya
A bean my nigga, if you need I get it for ya
This
on ya door, mothafucker now
One, two, three, four
Yugo man at ya door, now common and
One, two, three, four
Come and knock on ya door, mothafucker now
head and they ride with you
Yo, if you down to act, be down to scrap
We beef '89 still watch your back
A nigga smack me, I'ma smack him back
If
head and they ride with you
Yo, if you down to act, be down to scrap
We beef '89 still watch your back
A nigga smack me, I'ma smack him back
If
neck thugging it
Couldn't sleep 'cause your mind had a bug in it
Buzzing without weed, extract
And you thought I wasn't coming? Well you need a slap
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