Lyrics:
another nigga bitch
[Chorus: x2]
You see, this shit ain't nothing to me
If it wasn't for this, I'd be still in the street
Fuck I'm talking bout,
they know that I’m ready 2 die
N Ima get it like I’m really owed
Flow too cold and you can get it by the kilo
All my homies stay real around me yo
So
One, two, three, four
Yeah, I'm outside in an AMG
Right outside, TT
Too turnt, baby, yeah you know me
Still with the ones that I grew beside
we two can go
There's a little cabin in the sky, Mister
For me and for you
I feel that it's true somehow
Can't you see that cabin in the sky,
Cleveland game and two fishing poles
And watch with me from the shore
Ghostly steel and iron ore
Ships coming home
Where I am
Paralyzed by the emptiness
by day
Watch you move further away
So hot and cold
Too fast, too slow
It's all for show
Baby, trust me
I'm not your enemy
I'm not your enemy
Got to run it up
Type of moves that you make when you coming up
Pick and roll it's a new season
Big flex for a featherweight reason
Yeah
Want to pull
alone here under the stars?
With no one around
Kind of a tree for two
In the evening ba-da-dee-do-wah
By the moonlight, da-da-dee-do-wah
You can
on a first date again
And when you lean in for a kiss
I hope you both feel the sparks by the end of the drive
I hope you know he's the one by the end
out where dem boys stay I hop out in broad day
Oh yea you got a vest then I'm goin for the face
You heard about Louisiana boy that's where I stay
Geah
Geah
Geah
Hoo-Bang, nigga
Some of that futuristic shit
For that ass
Keepin it thuggish, though
Check it out
[ VERSE 1 ]
The concrete streets
nigga spawnin'
>From the trenches
The stench is unknown
I've been crawlin' like a two toed
Chameleon for so long
Writing these songs and ridin' these
he put on forty-two and a half tabs of brown acid that he still had from his Woodstock days. Sprickled a little paote on her tongue just for good
doubt, for love
(x2):
Don't be fooled by her love
You can never win
You can buy her everything
And she will blow it in
Influential people went
Their
Now me I play for fortunes
And those velvet curtain calls
I've got a black limousine
And two gentlemen
Escorting me to the halls
And I play if you
Now me, I play for fortunes
And those velvet curtain calls
I've got a black limousine
And two gentlemen
Escorting me to the halls
And I play if you
The flowers of the forest
Are all a' wede away
Sad they for the order
That sent them to the border
The English by guile
For once won the day
Now they
really tough that you
keep the record player going by rubbing two sticks together. And if all else fails, throw
the record away... build your own green
is for the two year olds who cannot be understood because they speak half English and half God
Shake the dust
For the boys with the beautiful,
the office countin' numbers (tell 'em)
Don't ever judge a book by the cover
Bitch, judge a cook by how it bubble (stove)
Yeah, yeah (oh)
Pagin'
used to it all
I want to believe
A bird spits out something round
A smile of god worshipped by all
A breathtaking mountains
on two pages
A road with no
mama, girl cut the drama
Come and take a chance with me tonite
[Verse2:]
Teri, ta meri bas, ik jindari hoye (You and I are meant for each other)
the choppa ???
Haters wanna mug, because they hate me
It's what she think of, until she met me
I met her at the club around 2:15 and by the quarter past 3 she
And bag a rub-a-dub queen
Another thing, beyond the cream, I wanted to get ripped
Put my lips on a blunt tip
It's been two weeks, since I last sparked it
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