Lyrics:
oh oh oh o wo oh
If you want to leave me
You'll have to leave me
(Six feet, six feet, down six feet six feet down)
I just can′t live babe
Might
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
Boy ded like dog an a kin him teeth
Dem have fi cova d body wid a lining sheet
Like bubble, gum me kill him sweet
Me sеnd informa six friggin feet
Aka
you honey, you're so sweet
Just get rid of them two left feet
You got no style, you got no beat
All you've got is them two left feet
Well, your
you honey, you're so sweet
Just get rid of them two left feet
You got no style, you got no beat
All you've got is them two left feet
Well, your
Vans oh what you can't see them
Let me cuff up my pants it would be nice if you can meet em
Catch em as I slide right by maybe 20s or 50 millimeters
I'm
get that fucking paper
You know how she get down, pop it for a check now
Six feet under, six
Six feet under (that fuckin' paper)
Six feet under, six
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
the face of defeat
Victory tastes so sweet, breaking the beat well I'm skating the street
Jordans be laced on my feet, you ain't got heat to come face
nobody bodied me
Don't accept my apology
Stop chasing props niggas, top niggas march
By the cops, followed hot blocks
They pop niggas i ain't one of you
I'm dead and sleeping.
6. Gannon
The coldest winter months.
You will keep me warm.
This will run through.
Until forever as I have kept.
All those
please keep me
You better dig me down, dig me down deep, yeah
Under the soil about six feet, under the soil about six feet
Well, I'm finally free from
like me
Because I ain't shit and I know it
But bitch I'm the shit, and I know it
So just shut your lips and stay focused
Would you stay by my hip at my
family stared at me
Saying, "Wasn't that you? Nah, it couldn't be"
They kept asking me if I did my chores
My butt was saved by a knock at the door
money's dancing)
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet (You got me dancing)
Sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet
a churro, she call me papi chulo
Yeah, I'm single baby girl but how 'bout you though?
Tryna make you my number one
Tryna make you my numero uno
Sweet
has done for me
(Love has done for me)
Keeps me warm and satisfied
Ooh, you make me see
Sweet sensation
(You're a sweet, you're a sweet)
A fantasy
, won't be no coughing on me
Give me six feet though, that's what a brother really needs bro, I don't really got no time to be sick, that advice you need
the fuck up
Don't make me use my microphone
Back the fuck up
Hey, back the fuck up
Six feet away
Six feet
Six feet away
Six feet away
Six feet
Six feet away
defy like and old lady in church
We get happy
We stomp our feet
We clap our hands
We shout
We cry
We dance
And we say
Sweet Lord, speak to me
problems)
You'll forget your man
Now give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that
problems)
You'll forget your man
Now give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that
Gotta dig it dig it now
Dig it six feet down
Oh my god
You're so stupid
You better start digging
That holes for you
Dig it down
Let me tell you 'bout
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