Lyrics:
don't know how to spell, at your front door yeah you will hear the bell
Yeah
It's me again
Yeah
I know you like it
My name is
You know who I am
Like
These niggas will run in your house
Fucking a thot in her mouth
I Dolce Gabbana my couch
Big ballin' shit, rackies what we talkin' 'bout
Bitch sucking
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
tomorrow
That's the pay for a steel driver on this line."
Then the section foreman said, "Hey! Hammer-swinger!
I see you your own hammer boy but, what
as cold as the clay.
"I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I boldly walked by.
"Come an' sit down beside me an' hear
mention your name it ain't
Cause I ain't got love for ya
It's just like that my nigga
It's all west right now
It's all west right now
I hate to say it
WILL
IS THIS YOUR IDEA OF LIVING IN THE MOMENT?!
OLIVIA
Feels good right?
WILL
Does it have to involve getting arrested?
OLIVIA
I’ve always
the phrase, he went from ashy to classy
Haha, I like that (alright, alright)
So everybody in the house, give a warm (uh), round of applause for
The Notorious
the phrase, he went from ashy to classy
Haha, I like that (alright, alright)
So everybody in the house, give a warm (uh), round of applause for
The Notorious
Drank a beer, felt the chill of fall.
I took my car and drove it down the hill by your house.
I drove so fast.
The wind it couldn't cool me down,
so
days
How your parents removed your door
Did you ever feel like a guest in your house?
Did anyone ever assuage that doubt? No
I felt like a thief
Oh my my my
Girl I like your style
What's your name
Baby what's your sign
I see you came with friends
Well I came with mine
We can head to the crib
Now
like Raven
Whole block heard my name screaming "Oh my god Havyn"
That's a statement, I won't write no statements
Before I leave the house I'm masked
built my house sittin' calm by a lake just for you to tear it down, I know that you hate
We ain't workin' no minimum wage
How the fuck you hatin', if you
she's a ho by nature
Takes one to know one fo' sho' I'm a player
She ain't really happy 'less she lickin' a dick
With a sucker-ass nigga that be trickin'
know my gun I cannot move without
'Cause any minute we can shoot it out
Daddy wasn’t in my life
My momma smokin' dope by Rufus' house
Wrote my first rap
the names of his other kids
Like fuck me, I don't exist
And you actin' like I'm s'posed to praise you?
My whole life you bought a pair of J's
And you
My name is Hurb
I'm your fairy godfather, you know it, word!
Now I've came here with the main purpose
Of granting you your fondest wish"
I said,
Just caught me a play
Shout out my agent
Trapped out of houses
Them bitches was vacant
In love wit the money I'm makin
That I'm chasing
I stay
I bet my girlfriend wheels to your deal
Fucker what’s really good, man?
I put my chain next to ya house
And I bet I leave out wit ya spouse
It’s that
of my styles you can get with 'em
Still um, will um, your crew come get some so I can kill 'em
Well I roll by myself but don't let it fool ya
If I
never really knew she could dance like that
She makes a man want to speak Spanish
What is her name (yes) pretty (yes)
My house (shakira shakira) her house
I want a big house on the Malibu beach
With a give car garage and a helicopter pad
I want to sit front row
At award shows with a cold beer
Saying
look around
[Erick Sermon]
I rock house from old folks to childern
Squad comin through knockin down your building
Lyrical murderer, who you be?
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