Lyrics:
winnin', I'm winnin'
Cardi B won, I won
My bitch said she want her hair done, part in the middle wit' a bun
My bitch said she want her nails done, French
Testament
A voice full of love from the new one
It was priestly love
Like it was the middle of the day
And I laid there quietly
Listening to what that
And One I'm The One To Fuck It Up Until I'm Done Just Go Have Fun Cause When I Come Oh When I Come Your Head Gon Right Under The Sun Middle Of The Day
Bet she a ho probably
Excuse my french, I ain't got no manners
Rich friends up late, partying
Been down so long, I waited my turn
Had to pray, they had
to the back of her head
She started mumblin' something called Cajun French
Pulled out a little doll that kinda looked like me
And started poking pins in both
by the horns, it’s now your property
I bet your friends speak French like un, deux, trios
You host dinner parties for the upper middle class
runs southward many miles to deliver
Its tiny payload to the middle fork vermilion river
If you happen to be walking on the banks of the sandy stony
I put my foot on the top of the table
I put my foot on the top of the dinner table
I put my foot on the top, in the middle, in the center
mean?
What did 2014 mean? You know? I
Always told Anna - "I wanna be in the
Middle of that conversation" As we all know
The Devil Wears Prada was about
The issue on the table, France is on the verge of war with England
And do we provide aid and troops to our French allies
Or do we stay out of it,
animal, monster
Bigfoot, I will sasquash ya to Godzilla, take a quick look
Brownsville crook, get bright with the beam
Take your french vanilla, butter
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Djaxx got that star shit on him)
Ha
You know you a bad bitch, classy nails, French tip
These bitches can't sit with
Middle of the ocean in a teak canoe
Man overboard, no, make that two
Nothing to drink but French champagne
And tin can chowder for 2 cents plain
Me
of a sudden the streets are empty
You stand up open your eye-lids
You in a trench coat it's french you look stylish
You walk in the silence not sure what
me.
One, two, three, I’m caught in the middle…
Afterglow, sitting on the park bench,
High with you, waiting for the sun to smile on everyone.
French
By Alexander Spit
Monday morning
Hit me like a brick
Like a Friday night
I feel like
I’m finna crack
Break me down
And take it
To the neck
Touch soul Shang Tsungs Kombating
Flow best vessel came through Captain
Middle fingers in the air
If you feeling what I'm saying
So what I'm saying
Is
Girl, you be my ice cream cone
Smooth in the middle. You be melting slow. I
Keep you on a need-to-know
Ice on your body, girl. You know you cold just
for the trenches somehow?
(For real, for real)
I been far qway in the last few months in my mind on ecstasy
Middle fingers up in the sky as I exit she
to
The intelligent fool
Every fight that my mans gotta face
I be found in the middle too
From the hood
That's the golden rule
Let the screw loose
Can't be reconciling
Marie Curie was Polish born, but French bred
Ha French bread
Of course she ended up dead from radiation
Slow invisible suffocation
Down the twenty-
the u.s.
A middle east expert here in new york has an explanation"
[verse two - rockin robin]
Deep in the middle east, in the belly of the beast
We got men
"I'd like to rip you wide open
And french-kiss every single one of your internal organs
Oh, I'd like to remove all your skin, and wear your skin, over my
other thug, to beat the crap out
I'm bringin you rap singers two middle fingers
I flip you off in French, then translate in English
Then I'ma vanish
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