Lyrics:
our guns
And while I love my AR-15
I love my people more
America has a problem, y'all
Problems
A nation formed by genociding half my ancestors
Back in the days, this shit worked quite right
It was the music that got me by, music touch my soul
Music from the ghetto
Ain't nobody tell me how
cologne you smashing it
Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten
I have you home by ten, shorty started laughing
She replied, "Street, you ever ride
responsible for a Relationship with my lord And Savior hmm
But I am god
Thought and Actions are co Creators
And sex Is merely a tool used For Procreation
years ago
Loud explosions
The sounds of guns and cannons that would impale people
And leave large amounts of lead in their leg
And you'd raise your eyes
kisses
'Cos if you like me, you only hits when 'ya misses
She like to keep me on a real tight leash
She moderates and regulates my actions and speech
Saw my mommas weep I felt that heap
I'm gon' sow and reap, the west did a sweep
My tempo heated, I send them to Jesus
There's no beef I'm leaving
Action
mommas weep I felt that heap
I'm gon' sow and reap
The west did a sweep
My tempo heated
I send them to Jesus
There's no beef I'm leaving
Action season,
be told she treat me amazing
Don't know why I can't reciprocate it
Cuz she love me I love her back shits basic
Get distracted by the patterns in
reaching new heights
Your third movie died, guess You Only Live Twice
Spell my name, the ladies wanna B-on-D
Any sex appeal you might have is beyond me
I'm
a glorious evening.
Pure seduction by Victoria Secret.
Ima rub it on your body know this aura your weakness.
Light a candle flavor lavender linen.
You said
off like I didn't pay my electric bill
Love a bad bitch with sex appeal
Ain't worried about no record deal
Record breaking numbers, what I'm expecting
approaching
Rolling clovers sipping potion devoted to cause commotion
Sex pistol to your bitch head blow her brains out
Vex hits causes distress everyone has
You were such a very good person
But tonight
I don't know what's gotten into you
Listen
You lied to your parents by telling them you were working
Pillow fight
Video camera
Nightlight
Now we hooked up once
We've hooked up thrice
You've slept left side
And I've slept right
And we meet by
said I know bro keep yo head up
This shit gon' go fast
Plus this shit ain't lastin' forever
Know you gon' come back
The second month go by
He said,
and left.
Who's next to flex? I get more thrills than sex.
Microphone is like a loaded mac.
Who's that, there, that's tryin' to hold us back?
I don't
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
on
Watch my guns illuminate the sky like Vietnam
My confidence shared by all conglomerates
Everyone in my circle is dominant
We live prominent, your world we
abortion clinics
Random bodies thrown up in it
In the streets where I was playin
In the Jungles where im stayin
Gun shots by elementarys
These niggas wasnts
and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
stupe?, I freezin' ya blind to sub-zero
And kept all devil killers like Robert Shapiro
The LA brings action packed heat like De Niro
I'm ancient in this rap
shit to free me
Was shackled by the lack of action, I'm a loaded gun
Apply my aptitude to raps
And now my family see me on the TV
Got me feelin'
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