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Let me be your teacher baby girl cause you in the wrong cla**
Owwwwh, When the Time's Right
I'd like to come over and get to kno ya
Try to get
when it wasn't that good
But now shit looks good, they want to be there now
Why the fuck do you care now?
All my exes get air now, air now
They don't
if you found out
Just how bad I've been
It doesn't change that we will die
(Die, die, die)
We're good as dead and that's alright
(Dead, dead, dead)
the beat of the year
I said El-P didn't do it
So get the fuck outta here
You wanna hang, bring your throat
I got stools and a rope
I'mma slang pope
And if you're feeling good spiritually
Say yea yea
Yeahh yeahh
I smoked a blunt of moon rocks
Now I'm moon walking
Gets money
My bitch bad like food
ask me
You not the main ting girl it cause I'm
For the streets
Outside prolly with a bottle where she be
I'm the guy she call when it's something that
jump jacks
My big bro Frankie got a Porsche
My little brother Taco got a Beemer
If you see 'em around me, they eatin'
We all good, it's like FEMA
though
(You know how I get down) How you had peanut butter on your toes though, son?
('cause the nigga asked for it, man, shit I fucked a nigga up, man)
just to be for you, I'll show you what it is
We outside, want the whole world to see you
Stay on my mind, yeah that's how I know I need you
Stay by your
more (What’s up)
Give a fuck if you’re an Emperor or Warlord (Nah)
Oh laaawwwd let me talk my shit
Only bad mothafuckas get to talk like this yeah
mean by that though
Bitch, I need this money to be able to do anything on the ground if you hurting
I want your girl, her name is McCloud
She talking
[Intro]
Ohhhh
(I like this right here...yeah)
(Carl Thomas)
Ohhhh
(Sounds so good..don't you agree?...yeah)
(The bad boy of Soul)
like that (yo)
You're looking for truth
Oh, I got some answers man
So good to me, ah let's get into it
Let's go
Night and day, I ain't scared
out by te sea
Got a bad bitch named Ria
Who be workin in the club, throw the ones when you see her
It's a whole lotta money like lil mama named Bia
in 87 i knew who I was by 89 Yeah
Mr. Sock it to your baby mom
Say she want to sniff it off the dick Oo thats her favorite line Choking in the name
really havin it, get on you're knees
City full of dope boys and scammers, tryna get some pape
And if a nigga want it I'ma put him in his place
She asking
way
You sure look good to me
Sure look good to me
Shawty swing my way
You sure look good to me
Sure look good to me
Uh
Swing it over here
Looking for
mean to be blunt or front, true or rude
How can he diss? Your honey dip looks like a honey dude
So keep it to yourself, greedy when you're in good
going hard, I be going hard
You just wanna take it you don’t wanna give it back
I be going hard, I be going hard
I don’t want a love if you aint gonna do
yo, I'm hungry as fuck!
Yo I'm about to go to the fucking corner store and get some chips or some shit. You want something
Nah I'm good bro, Imma just
Don't care what you in or where you at, let the top
Back fire up a sack
If you feeling good if you looking good, if you looking
Good you feeling good
Get
you feeling good
Get your blings on turn the screens on, go 'head boy
Just grip the wood
Point understood I knew I could, make the Southside
Body
you feeling good
Get your blings on turn the screens on, go 'head boy
Just grip the wood
Point understood I knew I could, make the Southside
Body
, for the likes and the looks
Like I know, that boys a scrub (He a scrub)
Yeah, Cuz I know-ow
You only want em', to make yourself happy
He only claim that
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