Lyrics:
I got the crew on the side
I make it simple and I ride
Do you see all my eyes
My niggas switch sides
Never been that high
And poison my blood
I take
BITCH
Bitch I don't need you any more than you need me
It's over even if you don't want it to be
Don't want to see you pack your shit you got
did tho
I know you sacred to see me
Crow over your head yo
And I keep winning and winning
Until the end yo
They said I wouldn’t make it this
on sight
By the end of the night, she on indo
Lemme see you make it clap on tempo
Lemme see you get low like limbo (word)
Ass fat (uh, bust it), yeah,
and long
Season with a prayer and song
Mother Earth will make you strong
If you give her loving care
Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
the morning!
I got big C-Style on the grill
Eastside! Keepin' it way real
Dogg Dogg, LBC
If you got beef, with DPG,
Then holla at me, the D-O-G
If you
the same to me?
Could you make me a cup of tea
To open my eyes in the right way
And I know you love Shrek
'Cause we've watched it twelve times
But maybe
don't matter if you're black or white
Alright, alright
Alright (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
It's black, it's white
It's tough for you to get by
(Ooh, ooh, yeah,
Wasn’t having that
Farther was a mail man use to rock Them bucket hats
Told me if I wanna rap so bad you Better do it then booked a flight to Vegas that’s
all
like it when Im feeling small?
If you did not hear me before
I’ll say it to you
Cause I get sick whenever
You said you can make me happy
But I
so deep with the flow
If I was a God, I bet Poseidon would know
You man are unlikely to make it
But you can try until you die from the hope
If it's
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
didn't take a break, my nigga, I broke
Broke my heart, broke my soul, don't cry for me though
If you don't break nothing down then it's no room to grow
be the best grime artist
Even if I made an album
With a Punjabi hit-squad
Clash me, I'll make you jump like Kris Kross
Make a man know that I'm not
and 'bandoned houses
Jug all year, I ain't taking no losses
I got bitches in the trap
I got hookers by the store
Call me if you need a slut
You know Maxo jugging
this, make me wanna act like this
Make me wanna smack that trick
Make a killer really wanna yap that kid
If he opens up his yap that's it
We will fight
old times when you weren't mine
Teasing the night, stealing a gaze, wishing for some way
We can make it until the day break but its getting real late
prosper
And if it gets awkward, think like a toddler
Only you can slow you down
You tryna make him happy, you ain't happy
Tell me how how you find
it
Here's to whatever puts a smile on your face
Whatever makes you happy people
If these days ain't always easy to find
They're the ones that you
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
music
It may just make you confusin', but please
Understand I do what I may
And not even you would complain
I look to God but I'm not always sacrilegious
You look thirsty, my wrist look like Sprite
Happy birthday, today my day
I make a wish, I blow the cake
Ooo, you think I'm scared of a diss?
Aye, I
missin' Nene but I
Think she hate me
'Cause she had broke my heart, I'm GBG baby
I'm a movie, he is a DVD baby
He might make you happy but
That nigga just
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
.jpg/207px-Sheryl_Crow_-_November_2014_(cropped).jpg "Sheryl Crow")
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