Lyrics:
papa from Jackson's Hollow
You ought to see me strut
I'm a honey dippin' daddy
Got a hard hearted baby
She's a sheik shakin' Sheba but she can't
Extended clip, big 45, been quick to trip
And been lost my mind, when I die
Please don't let mama cry
Cause she know it had to be him or I
And I got caught
money, big guns
And i got bitches on bitches, and then some
Stunt on them bitches, Mike Jackson remember
Stunt on them bitches remember
Drip on them
I'm off my shot
She like a new sponge
I keep Andrew Jackson's in my palms
But overtime, made bonds with blue ones
I really got that sack,
I said I
breathings getting heavy
And her body’s on fire
A witchy, wild woman
With the moon on her side
Got me slipping into heaven
She’s my paradise
Ooh, girl
I like
I could really get off being in your shoes
I used to be stone sold on rhythm and blues
A heard of a place at the back of town
Where you really kick
that's how
Cool it looks on her
I mean she's fine as hell
I'd definitely hit it!
Still Got It!
Shot hoops with Al in the yard i
Sucked he was much better
wasn't even there, nigga! Ayy
Bro, I'mma come clean, you got me
Jay in first
I'm in third! Where the fuck you at?!
Yo blue! What place did you come in?
live by the gun
(W.A.W. W.A.W)
(W.A.W. W.A.W)
(W.A.W. W.A.W)
And you know I got these bitches on me
(W.A.W. W.A.W)
(W.A.W. W.A.W)
(W.A.W. W.A.W)
you wanna sing
Rainbow Woman
Yeah she got her own
Out here drippin’ in finesse
From her head down to her toes
Rainbow Woman
I just gotta know
Who
is all I heard
ROUGH:When you start your day,watch the finance man tow your car away
HARD:To hold a job when you've been replaced by a little blue knob
rhythm to my feet
And when we, when we do it do it to the beat
She like, "My Melody" done by Eric B. and Rakim
'Cause she be rockin' me steadily, yo
Yeah, Rhianna Bennet overshadowed by her sis
Bailey Wick yeah, you know he got that lisp
He love them blonde bitches
He love the blue eyes
Yeah, don't
by my name
Welcome to Nashville - man these guys are serious
Welcome to Nashville - I've got a friend who's got a friend
Welcome to Nashville -
Omarion baby mother a whore
She fuckin' Fizz, so he kicked B2K off the tour (blame Apryl)
I'm thinkin', "What the fuck I'ma say now?"
Drake got booed off
Came from the trenches now I'm living lavish
With them savages everyday splitting shit like magic
I break on her, she got to have a bag no she ain't
on lets go
Well I was born a country boy
Raised on Haggard and Strait
She was born in da hood
She sure looks good
And she thinks rap is great
So we meet in
TROYVIXIOUS
I bet you nobody can do it like me
I get everything by the count of three
Stupid ass hoe think she playing me
But I ain't mad, I just
My nigga Frank got another one
She like it when I get aggressive I'm bout to come stretch it
She fightin' but she like it Let's go another round I
my range
Micheal Jackson my choppa Ima let that bitch sang
She a freak Rick James
Baby say my name
S-Say my name
I-I-I want a RaRi
I don't rock Armani
Say what you want to say
But, motherfucker, I'm still Flosja, dude
Fake all
Fucking with the boy, get your face cut
Then I ride by with your bitch, she
bringing pain
Freddie Kruger bout my bitch I go insane
Michael Jackson moon walk him in that rain
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky
And whoever's been the boss she's down with 'em
She's always on time 'cause the girl got rhythm
To avoid a complication I'll give some information
About
to the rhythm
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
To the rhythm
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
To the rhythm
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Get on Patron, run grab by your
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