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Wouldn't be surprised if I blew up by tomar
Manifest our love, put our goals inside a jar
Im a poet, hold my pen like im Harry Potter
I don't want
where I come from, who's my friends?
Who's responsible for this little spot that I'm in?
Yo, I see them all playing in my car when I drive by
Telling all
of rhymes
Chimes of tunes, sign of times by harry styles
With a Taylor up his ass
Tryna' rune tablets
Check to see
Kanye wrecks her feat
And you find me
things a girl can never forget
Don't you know I've tried and I've tried
To get you out my mind
But it don't get no better
As each day goes by
dollars bitch
And how that little nigga say it
He said it
Girl i want it, want it, want it
Talking bout he smooth and shit
(Baby I want it, Baby I need
thing
How many drinks you had
If I wasn't working on my self control
I could be your dad
But I can still send you the addy
Smoke a little pot like Harry
not no motherfuckin phony
Hanging out with my girl
When she's honing
Don't you know about me and Bimba Jones
Stoney likes to see
Pure music joints
Ayo
You know, it's always been
Just like, a little different for me
But I'm still team vagina
Yeah- and, no
I don't mean that in a sexual way
I
underneath
Translucent lucid poor little girls totally addicted to your flesh
Why is Mc Totally Rad so ridiculously fresh
Next spirit blessed it rope my neck
mad at me she the one who taught her
Damn Damn
Pull up with a stick little nigga Harry Potter
And I get scripts just like a doctor perky turned her
back on my feet someday
I was crushed by my crush
'Cause I didn't understand
What it'd take to be her man
Not just some silly little fling
I was crushed
ain't go no dough then pick up your phone and do some shots (yea')
Girl, if you got no arse then you better go gym then do some squats
Small batty girl
Since I was young
I dreamed of changing the world
"It's absurd", they would say
"You're just a little girl
Forget your childish dreams
You cannot be
Relax yourself girl, please set-tle down (x4)
Honey, check it out, you got me mesmerized
With your black hair and your fat-ass thighs
Street poetry
where the fly girls chill
Threw action at some freaks until one bitch got ill
She started acting silly simply would not quit
Called us all punk
of having your world surrounding by me
Controlling your mind little boy i call it hide and seek
Got the strings controlling your mind even Stevie wonder can
everything)
Every little way that I've hurt you (Hurt You)
(Girl I know) You don't believe in second chance
(Girl I know) You're over me being your man
(But I
to relax
But I just can't keep still, no
I can hear your car door slammin'
I wanna play big girl and put on a sexy smile
But I know so little about
riddim' I touch, I get busy
Ex-girl hitting me up, like "oh really?"
Let me know who's silly enough to get silly
You ain't got a million bucks, you're
Macy's department store, the scene for Santa's kisses
And all the little brats demandin' all of their wishes
Time passes by as I wait for my younger
Ladies and Gentlemen
I go by the name DJ Lambo
We bouta get this party moving
I got a few of my brothers in the house
Sipping on that millionaira
and the downs are plenty
When you talk with the girl that you always desired
You busted a move but the move backfired
When life puts you in the little
the position
She sucked a little favor
While she shakes what God gave her
Well she's there for the pleasin
As long as there's a reason
Atta Girl!
You
head spin like a drunk Beyblade
Send your girl in my direction I'ma get your babe laid
Wallet so deep it sound like Tay Zonday
Fall for a new bitch
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