Lyrics:
she so thirsty (boy)
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me
Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground
she so thirsty (boy)
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me
Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground
I know there’s people out there thatll someday call it quits
Those who do not know me My name is Carl Hurd
I’m the type of lyricist who lives by his
My little sister had a glass of wine,
No doubt a glass of wine too many.
"I bet he's out right now with his Nazi whore,
That's right, I said it
My little sister had a glass of wine,
No doubt a glass of wine too many.
"I bet he's out right now with his Nazi whore,
That's right, I said it
they don't know what you been facing
Want my grandma to see the day
That I make it want the stress off
So I could quit the waking and baking
Back in 2018
Told Miss Harris, it was too late to stop and too late to quit,
I was lovin' that pussy (Uhhh), while she was lovin' this dick.
(don't quit)
I
the money,"
"I would, but I don't have the time," Fuck that, you gotta do it man
You gotta do what makes you happy, you have live selfishly in that aspect
fuck Pac? We'll never know
Shit, she gon' lie about it anyway
And both of them niggas dead and gone
But fuck that shit, Pap the new Biggie
What I payed
built for that industry
I can't live in my phone
Like this might be my only record
Think I'm already done
It was the fall of that year
I had a breakdown
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
quit (so many times I almost quit)
Sleeping and dreaming, but a nigga wasn't slick
Looking back on all that shit like man goddamn I need that shit
I’m sorry George Floyd got killed, I kneel
But I don’t feel white guilt, that’s real
Had guns in my face a bunch, by cops
Had my face slammed off my
and I'm low on money
This addiction running it's toll on me
I wish I could quit, but it's not that easy
I've tasted failure, I've slept at it's door
It
it into the upper peninsula
You want to go against zilla? The Rap God
When will I quit? Never been realer
The in-stiller of fear, not even
Told Miss Harris, it was too late to stop and too late to quit,
I was lovin' that pussy (Uhhh), while she was lovin' this dick.
(don't quit)
I
Okay last time, this is drugs
This is your brain on drugs
Any questions?
Welcome home George Young (RIP McBride)
The real Boston George
It's that
on your head
We know that it's our season
Catch the dub then we party on the weekend
V-I-K-I-N-G you know that its
MC eighty-eighty without a backplate
falling rain
Was it memories of some one
Who wore your golden ring
That made you want to live out
All those songs you sang
(Verse 3)
For you, your fame
That's when I realized
Kinda caught me by surprise
Heard you tried to take your life
Damn
Too much
There's just too much going on
It's too much
It's too
If you wanna earn the same as him. Nah Granny I'm done I want my fair share all that working hard they still murdered George Live on air yeah another
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
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