Lyrics:
Lyrics dem clean check di reasoning
Rich lifestyle di team living
Dont judge cah mi out an ah win
Your thought mi nuh have nothing
Smile inna mi face
Of my whole entire city with my brothers like it's Jonas
We're higher than some stoners, Uber in that Rover
Y'all be sleepin' like some comas
Bitches hit
lori BBC
T’omode ba buru
O le fe di bad boy
Te ba tun r’abon o o ni kin n fun yin da si bad toy
Momsie ni kin ma lo church bi brother David
Ki n ma mu
single you promoting
My brothers into bands we the Jonas
We not shaking hands we be hoeing
We ain't wit the telling we just showing
We ain't wit
parles de guitares, t'es qu'un Jonas Brother
Viens détrôner ma reine t'es qu'une connasse, oses
Là, j'vais fumer la prod' sans marquer aucune pause
Alors
your line of work?
Now that I'm rollin', you want to roll with me
But have you been to the clinic lately?
Yesterday you had six condoms, see
Today you
brother who's tougher than rubber
Undercover a lover
Never done stuttered
Leave every one of you shudder
Rewind that line
Half of that shit was divine
Yeah, EWALK just ran a whole 26 miles
Cook up for days we got lyrics in piles
Walk in the bank and I'm greeted with smiles
Sauce any beat with
(C'mon, Ron)
Could call us track, medalist how we sprint to the loot
The stardom just had settled in, still a loose screw
No, we ain't brothers, we
lyrics and define themselves as notorious
Brothers gotta learn hip-hop anger rages inside themselves
Your ??? will never resist to my contact K-oss
wondering
Were the ballistics finally in
Once again,
Brand Nubian
You and your girl came to see the three rock
Now she stays
Kick the funky lyrics
jail and semi-automatic
For static if the crack fails
So since we all talk the same slang
Stop killin, my brother
Cause we're all from the same gang
poop?
Your ma dukes or pa dukes?
There's two scoops a raisin in the sun
Brothers try to rally up, then dilly dally for some room
Bird peckin', doulbe
wondering
Were the ballistics finally in
Once again,
Brand Nubian
You and your girl came to see the three rock
Now she stays
Kick the funky lyrics
or a double
Entendre there apparently
To The Wright Brothers who invented
Plane travel the same line
Cites another Jay business, the
'Paper Planes' brand, which
Yeah
Q
Conversations with Philippe Patek to pass time
Not talking about the money, you got the wrong line
Got brothers ready to ride for me
Let the rhythm hit 'em
I'm the arsenal, I got artillery, lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm, then I'm 'a give 'em piano
Bring a bullet-proof vest,
the money gets funny it's lonely
My ex turned into a slut
Down at the Hollywood, slangin' that butt
Cheap perfume and a mini-skirt
Girl, what's your line
Yo Chuck, bust a move man
I was on my way up here to the studio, you know what I'm saying
And this brother stopped me and asked me
"Yo, what's up
Yo Chuck, bust a move man
I was on my way up here to the studio, ya know what I'm sayin'
And this brother stop me and aks me
"Yo wassup with that
21st holla at us!
Ain't been the same since my brother passed
Ain't been the same since my brother passed
Never knew something could hurt this bad
looks frozen
Causing commotion
Added another lil notch on my belt
Money like Oprah
Brothers like Jonas
So many flows I can feature myself
Came from
an experiment
Breaking atoms like Main Source with Extra P
Break beats getting chopped up in the MPC
My mic cable goes straight into the Apogee
My brothers from
lunch time, three, four, crunch time
Lyrics that they spiter make rain to the sunshine
Hit them with a punch line, catch them on a blind side
Efelate why
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