Lyrics:
on the shelf
They say say yo P she only wants you for one thing that's your wealth
But I don't pay attention, cos she's my baby
The Dainy you know she drive me
c'est le zebla
(Ne dure pas)
Yo By La Meri oh
By La Meri c'est le zebla
(Ego trip)
By La Meri oh
By La Meri c'est le zebla
(Ne dure pas)
Je suis en feu
Je
He broke out, Little Bo Peep, smoked out
Saw, her and her friends sellin' sheepskins
Yo yo I got them sheepskins
Yo, my empty sheepskins
Yo
He broke out, Little Bo Peep, smoked out
Saw, her and her friends sellin' sheepskins
Yo yo I got them sheepskins
Yo, my empty sheepskins
Yo
friends sellin' sheepskins
Yo yo I got them sheepskins
Yo, my empty sheepskins
Yo baby, what's up with that?
Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock
Yo
Older cats
Yo
Whassup Rae? What's going on Son?
Yeah I ain't see y'all cats in a long time
Y'all better be on that shit too
Older cats
the book you have to go by
Hey, coz when it comes to cheatin yo you should know I
for fear in the hearts coz it's the hearts full of fear
coz what you hear
whats poppin
In a league of my own not probably
At my front doe you still ain't knockin me
You done wasted yo time why you clocking me
Guess by now you
lw’omukwano gwo nakyuka
Ne feelinga ng’eyatuuka
Message yo yatuuka
Message y’omukwano gwo yatuuka
LYRICS PUBLISHED BY: PROMOTER MUSA
You know I got a 45
Keep it by my side
Like my queen
When I'm in da ride
Got no time for lies
Look me in my eyes
Put a ring on yo finger
Now lets
nawe nzijjaako ku kyotto
Nkweripeeko ng'engato ne bisoto
Body yo nungi nga coca cola Bottle
Bw'ekaba kalulu ngenda nkuzanye lotto
Nkuwangule omutima gyal
Yeah I fold that bread like Panera
She just want a good time like she Thelma
Bossing up my status now they jealous
We aint pressed about nothing
a bandit
Touch down in the studio Vasarii by my side
These niggas ain't ready know we already on our grind
Oh wait, fuck a bad bitch it's our time to shine
I dont need yo problems neither kids and
Yeah you will be blown
By the things i'll do, yo i can show
But i won't do though
For yo money and the wealth
Oh yeah oh yeah
Yeah
Ahh ahhh ahhh ahhh
Oh yeah oh yeah
Ahh ahhh ahhh
That shorty a cutey she bad and she boujee I bet she make women get jealous
You jealous of a nigga that's really about his smoke
See Ima ball hard I'm tired of being a good sport
But this pain cut deeper than being grabbed by
important
You surrounded by leaches and beggars
And none of them niggas wanna see you do better
I bet they plotting wanna see what you got
'Cause you brag
ta fight your chick
Lorena Bobbitt, Told her to slice yo dick
If you Ever break up with a Psycho bitch
[Verse I: Tech N9ne]
Don't give me that
you're flowin it with the funk and yo you oughta turn the page
and see the crowd gettin pumped, now the jealous want to riff
I felt the rum comin through
meant to be
They be talkin' a lot, I don't hear a thing
People be jealous by any means
I don't argue with people who really fiends
Look at all that I've
and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up, ye 'earties, yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho,
and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up, ye 'earties, yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho,
and jealous
You lost like and jealous
But you can find me in a white tan Ellis
Just like Van Halen, I'm a rock out bitch
I'm a wear that Glock like
Oh, Chuck, they out to get us, man
Yo, we got to dust these boys off
In this corner with the '98
Subject of suckers, object of hate
Who's
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