Lyrics:
the helicopter knockoffs
My down South thugs call 'em elbows, turnin' heads
With the personalized license plates with the tremendous bump
Fuckin' they nose
It's just a diamond on a nigga tooth
It's the diamond in a nigga nose
Pink diamonds, put it on my ho
Red pink diamonds, put it on my ho
I just
I got that tool when I walk out that door
Got some head in the coupe and let off in her nose
I got some bougie chick holdin' my chopper
I got some
row in a Tom Ford poncho, yeah (Yeah)
My bitch sit Indian style, yeah
Smokin' on Runtz by the pound (smokin' on Runtz)
Young niggas crazy put switch
Life is changing
Right before my eyes
Feeling like a road dog
Ragged and high
Lead me by the nose
I don't need to know where or why
I'm going nowhere
Life is changing
Right before my eyes
Feeling like a road dog
Ragged and high
Lead me by the nose
I don't need to know where or why
I'm going nowhere
It used to be warm and it used to be nice
Now the grass that I layed in is covered in ice
And the sunshine's still shining down on me
But my nose
(Paulie Shore)
That's a lie, I don't know what I said that for
I borrowed your chapstick (from you)
I tried out your nose hair trimmer (too)
And by
asking, cause your nose looks slightly better
Than the rest of your face"
I arched my eyebrow, ever so slightly
Which was my way of asking
"Do you want
Whole gang slime like a cold
Whole gang gang slime, them the bros
Whole gang slime, wipe a nigga nose
Whole range gone slide when its cold
Whole
Why is it so hard to say that you're the one for me
Is it cause I can hardly breathe, every time you come my way
Just let it out, let it out, let it
Why is it so hard to say that you're the one for me
Is it cause I can hardly breathe, every time you come my way
Just let it out, let it out, let it
You got the face
But I keep running
In the human race
Ahh you mystify me
Ahh you slide on by me
I keep my nose to the grinding stone
Ahh you
me you know
He got into the oven on his own, I fear
Little brother
When you take the world by storm
Little brother
Keep your nose out of where it
my song
Brain damage
Way before my baby daughter Hailey
I was harassed daily by this fat kid named D'Angelo Bailey
An eighth grader who acted
drop the biggest opp at seventeen (I dropped 'em)
By eighteen, I was kicking doors (eighteen)
Nineteen, I was wiping noses (nineteen)
See me with
All about my money, I don't play
Badhi boldina, I got a lot to say
Nose runny mero I've been on Cobain
Hunchu dhani, give a fuck about the fame
All
like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid
I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge,
Both how I'm livin' and my nose is large
I get stupid, I shoot
at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun
A line down her chest, best to cross it quick
I'm facing my demons, they're chasing me
Telling me to think with my nose and my dick
Saddie in my back
End of the day, I got you on my mind
I got you on my mind I want you by my side, girl
Wish you were my, girl
Wish you were my, girl
Wish you were my
his soul away 'cause she a soul sister
One over your head, one under your nose, nigga
If you're comin' back to life, then pull up in a Ghost, nigga
She said she diggin' my flow
I make her suck me and then suck my bro
We knock them down by the four
I still walk in with fire at all my shows
wake and touch this scar across my face
It reminds me of all I got by bein' a winner
Now this broken back was the dyin' act of a handsome Harry Clay
That
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