Lyrics:
God can do anything
I miss the old version of you
I miss the old version of you
It's the fourth of July and you snapped me
I'm Sitting around with my
Pacing, leading, I've talked about that
That's just matching somebody until they feel
Comfortable with you and then you can
Lead them and then you
.
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye!
TIP comin live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life when I leave
Both the Feds and the State wanna see my
In the night time
I be rolling really loud
In the night time
I be losing all my sleep
In the night time
Feels like I been lost
For a long time
In
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
Boyz in the hood tryna make it to the top
I be holding on the glock
Bro be holding on the chop
I just wanna be great
Nigga play gone pop
Ion play
rocks cover my charms
Tattoos cover my scars i look up in the sky
Hope we all covered by God
Cause lord we still sinning
And winning is getting hard
They
County, plan to stay so I'm gone need a throne
Cops drive right by see it's me I'm smoking dope
Get up my out way, you in my way, you needa mind yo own
blue still roughin' me up
On the T.V. news still talking it up
Never thought Tommy Lee could be fuckin' it up
Methods of Mayhem, Filthy and Dutch
I walk
wack
You miss the old me, but what's there to miss
If you don't like the new me, then go rest in piss
Y'all be asking how I spend my night
I just go
Mic check, 1, 2, 1, 2, this is dedicated to
An old friend of mine, Michelle
She a holy roller now, turned over a new leaf
Now everything old gonna
The Man That I Used To Be
Look Theres Requirements To Be An Admirer
Still The New Version Of Fresh Needa A Nia Or Tyra
So We Can Be Jenny And Swayze
I Told
it's 6 in the mornin'
Should I stay, ain't got no time to play
Put my ??? by my t-shirt
Then I break, to the door
My partner's three deep in a six-four
guess I'm new and they hate us but these bitches can't play us
I live the life of a rida, I'm a soldier to the end
From the streets to the hood
on nose like Poucan Sam
Come and test me, end up in that damn sand
The plan, new year, sittin' on my throne
My mom's here, she be sittin' on that clone
I
the old me back
I know im not who you wish i would me
That version of me aint inside of me
I know that i broke you in pieces
You stayed by my side and you
a night
But what if I told you that there was a version of you that was destined to shake up the world?
If you knew you were not just a regular person
You
me to my past
Cause I'm a new version of me
It's crazy how I let it go but
It seems like you never won't cause
You ain't different yet and you don't
friend Emilio texted “can we listen to Rush”
I texted back “yes” and that’s just what we did
Got home last night just after nine pm
My old friend Emilio
what more can i say/ you want to hang wit us ridin/ you'll be hiding while we're gliding/ flying by and shit/ you better quite trying/ before you and all
my life's theme
I would fight every fear of mine
To feel you next to me
Cause everyone new
Is a watered down version of you
Now I know I cant let go
I could feel these urges, know I'm gon' purge them
I'm stepping into a new version of me that's serving
I see through it, I'm observant, know I
Okay, okay
Boyz N Da Hood
Yo let's go
Smoke sum, smoke sum
Let's ride, ay, let's ride, a, let's ride, yo
Well, even though you look good 2night
Ay,
Get crunk
Lil Jon & Them East Side Boyz, bitch!
Back in this motherfucker one more time
Gettin' y'all fucking motherfuckers
Crunked out here
Get
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