Lyrics:
you by your neck
And give your neck a tongue lash
I need a woman that's compatible with this man
I want a woman who can wear lingerie and keep
you all to call me Loretta.
REG
What!?
STAN
It's my right as a man.
JUDITH
Why do you want to be Loretta, Stan?
STAN
I want to have babies.
REG
You
damn it
You keep changing up rules, while I keep playing the game
I can't take it much longer, I think I might go insane
With such confusion, don't
to change my mind
I'm gone
Lost in the crowd
Blunts and bottles keep tossin' around
Feel like both feet off of the groud
It's 100 different ways we
Could
Betty girl, she stay down, keep her on the Greyhound
With that stuff between her legs (bus departing now)
Out of [?] we moving reefer by the pound
the deal
So I'll just keep doin' me, and eventually you'll see
I'm for real, for real
Baby, it's, baby, it's for real, for real, for real (baby, I'm for
watchin' you act a fool 'til the last song
It's your bash, get your smash and your sash on
'Cause it's your birthday, girl
Happy birthday, girl
Let 'em
The lady tryna hustle
Cause she ain't proper
My missing racks she got em in a duffle
Applauding in ovation
Now on vacation
I keep it with me, i know her
bash, forgettin
The laws, created by the creators
There's no more masters, just master-perpetrators
We did time with the rhyme like a bid
Now we're
damn it
You keep changing up rules, while I keep playing the game
I can't take it much longer, I think I might go insane
With such confusion, don't
You're a disgrace
Please get out of my face
I wanna bash your brains
Don't look at me and my waste
Don't make me pull out the gun from my waist
I
so keep from around me
These niggas think that idk but they doubted
Nigggas negative so get from around me
Right now just want all the 100s around me
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
care about mine
I've got to get stronger
And I won't give up the fight
[Michael]
With such confusions don't it make you wanna scream
Your bash abusin'
, rippin' it
Rippers, like that
Throwin' hunnits and hunnits and hunnits
And make a scene, scene, scene, like that
(PX, watch out)
I can't keep a thou'
a bash
Won't jump, clique to clique, Hit-Boy, but I ain't ridin' like you kids
They know what it is, peel off, Lambo tires skid
Doin' the most,
keep the K
Bash a dude's wig over Baby Bash
He my smokin' nephew, we be checkin' brazin' cash
We kept G's on the omni floor
Put the bloody bills with
keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
Yeah, you know I'm sugary sweet
Baby boy, gon' rot your teeth like what?
M-hmm, I keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
that nigga
Stay solid
Keep that shit a hundred
Type shit
Fuck your producer, my beats is by Meexh
It's Wilt the Stilt
You know I put up a hundred
My
you at the finish line
I can do this shit real easy I can even do it blind
Run around in circles you don't even know who's passing by
You the bad guy
(no way)
Well I only got a couple hundreds gotta make it last
So I'ma work that spine like a paperback
She make it cyclone to some Baby Bash
Depending
that I keep it a hundred
(One hundred)
You know that I keep it a hundred
(One hundred)
You know that I keep it a hundred
(One hundred)
You know that I
Keep that shit on one hundred
You're the hunter, or you're hunted
We gon' run it, we gon' run it
Cast a shadow big enough
To end up where the sun is
We
running my pockets
Damn I was lacking that day imma keep it a hundred
Damn, like why?
Like why did you leave me to die?
Thank God, oh my
All of my niggas
01.jpg/300px-Keep_of_Kalessin_at_Devilstone_festival_(09-07-17)01.jpg "Keep of Kalessin")
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