Lyrics:
on the under
The oh why got the shit that make Stevie Wonder
So fly do or die give me ya number
Okay KJ make the beat a slumper
He is able no cables bitch I
Need my benjis by the bundle yeah
Money calisthenics I ain’t even flex my muscle yet
Wondering like Stevie but like Stevie you can’t see me yeah
that three cause I don't wanna hear you whine
Swine, got my folks blind, like Stevie
Me be, wondering when I'm gonna see the end
Andre 'gain slamming
me jealous I just don't acknowledge it
Me and bro about to pick up bitches by the college yea
You rappers are politicians Keep me out the politics
in armor trucks. New designs I’m going nuts.
Beat the pussy up and I might catch a case. Looking like cake with them blunts in my face. Call me R
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
Leave me alone
[Esham]
There you have it, man
Sermon, learn my name
(Love is) - When I come through your spot
With no security guards, just me and the Squad, uhh
I got love, a cat got checked by
July
Fireworking
Till you get the cancer
Picture graphic transfer
Twisted by the man
I was visuals
To plan it up
Driven by the damage
Cause all I ever
where are you takin' me too huh America
Yo I'm Kunta Kinte 'fore he was enslaved by America
Picture the freedom before the terror
Who had to carry
I don't know I don't know aye
I don't know I don't know aye
If you know then you know then
Tell me please tell me cos
I don't know I don't know aye
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
romance)
Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time
(she have me in a fantasy island)
Come booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
to move forward, forward
Now I'm not always a wise man
They caught us coming up, saw me on the spy cam
But only one of us pocketed the five grand
And I'm
ride
We can go to the moon on a stevie tune
Fly ribbons in the sky
Give me everything r. kelly sings
Let us bump and grind
Baby feel the beat
night city
Money, money, money
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Summer night city
Money, money, money
In the rich man's world
Den går på band!
Kan
"Tell Me Again"
(Words and Music by Geoff Moore and Steven Curtis Chapman)
Verse One
A little boy sitting on a metal folding chair,
In what appears
a second, let me show you
If you own something you can't depart with
You probably don't own it, it own you
Man, tell me what's the price of life
Too much
that in my own speech, guees I'm my own nigga
Riri, Tickle and Xaz, those are my niggas
Yeah, those are my niggas
Stevie back and he feeling like sway,
call it in the hood
Well look man I was talking to my boy Johnny
My boy Johnny, he told me he said
Niggas is hatin on you man.
And you know what I told
y'all out with the chickens
Man, Eat, Sleep, Dream bout these visions
R-U-Y-A, that's the word of the day
That's the game, M-I-A
Get in your lane, it's
I'm winning like all of the time
Watch how they talking when they see lil stevie go by
(Vroom, skr, woah)
I do not want me a bird so I say bye bye
(Huh,
Feelin alright man step by step, step by step, step by step
Step in the room and I feel uptight but I feel alright and I'm on through the night
Feel
You came into the party with a long black shawl
And the guys from the front lawn
Are making jokes about the white swan
Some nights we just need
F it? Even when you make mistakes
Man they all love it
The allure of it, why are we so sure of it?
Even when you make mistakes
Man they all love it
.jpg/225px-R_Stevie_Moore_-_New_York_2013_(10599075054).jpg "R. Stevie Moore")
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