Lyrics:
When I am a flyer, I'll fly down to miami,
Get a room in one of those big resort hotels.
And nobody there will ever get to know me well.
And nobody
the crew
Oooh! No frontin, no fakin moves
Fightin or fuckin
Resort to the stick and move
Smack the fool that disagree
Recognize the pedigree
Rhyme is mine
occasionally had to resort to
The dry cleaners luckily
This did not kill them and
They weren't banned form the
Olympic Games they lived
Hopefully ever after
(me)
They want me to get the pot, resort to plan B (skrrt)
I thank the Lord Vicky G didn't take the Plan B (mama)
She tried really hard but she
don't go near a resort
We want everything galore, not just Lira Galore
(I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin')
For real, and my city love me like DeMar
with the Dogg
We ain't even gotta leave the resort
You can roll another bleez if you want
It's a movie, it's a pilot
Got a private, help me fly it
and confidence was my last resort
I know, I know He got a plan, I know I'm on Your beams
One set of footsteps, You was carryin' me
When I turned on the news
beat Serena when she playin' with her left
Oh, where I reside it look like a resort inside
Nigga, where your shit from? I imported mine
Bar mitzvah
to find that rap's actually serious
Deliriously resort back to crack and vigilance
Same shit that sent 'en upper Michigan
Us is pimpin', a difference
call this an island? This is a resort?
It's full of mosquitoes and bugs and just is terrible Morris. Are you listening to me?"
"Bitch, Bitch,
head
I got the air turned down to very cold
But it ain't doing a bit of good
It ain't like there was a first resort
In this last chance for gas
So I did my dance for 'em
They make about 40,000
I do that in a month I'm no resorts and islands
I make them walk it out yeah it's me again
But I'm
What used to be my home
Has changed to just a place to stay
A crumbling last resort
When day is through
Sometimes between sundown and dawn
to hold them down
Our romances on our own account, huh
Mark Cuban, Elon Musk of this rap shit (yes)
I resort to sellin' dust, talkin' backflips (yes)
My
flavor)
Loca, ponte uno' shorts
'Toy en bebida y no de resort (woh)
Hoy le entro a patá' a lo' call
Ve buscándote un doctor (je, je)
E' que 'tán
a last ditch effort
on your last resort
I know you hate it
I know you hate it
I know you hate it
I'm just a last ditch effort
on your last resort
I know
So what's it to you?
You're down another 8 ball
I haven't even got a cue
And you look dreadful
When you jump to what you'll resort to
Singing,
o'clock with the Duke of York
To my photo-fit picture on the news report
Who'd have thought ? I caught glares true to form
On a nudist resort selling shares
look like a resort on islands
Try your luck and we resort to violence
He the homie, you get torched for wylin'
Shooters movin' in silence
I'm like,
é aumentar os nossos ganhos e se jogar na grana
Juntei 10 milha, enterrei, fui pro resort
Esfriar a cabeça, dar uma desbaratinada
Hoje ela se
Abscesses cover the living carcasses The mouth deeply putrefied The Netherworld - a short lifetime resort Destined to die Reaching the point of insanity
Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a fuck, if I cut my arm bleeding
Wow, mach mir die
resort so call me
When you need a helping hand
Play your cards wrong and I'll see you soon
Sorry, I don't mean to alarm you
If you ask me
viaje a un resort
Que le compre Gucci, Fendi y Dolce
Porque está cansa' de ir a comprar en Ross
Oh, oh
Baby, tú lo que necesitas es alguien como yo
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