Lyrics:
Where my niggas? (Where my niggas at?)
Where my niggas at? (All my real niggas throw your mothafuckin' hands up, come on)
Where my niggas? Where my-
Where my niggas? (Where my niggas at?)
Where my niggas at? (All my real niggas throw your mothafuckin' hands up, come on)
Where my niggas? Where my-
It's been the hardest day for you
Let's throw them out the window
That's what those lovers do
Down by the river i was drawn by your grace
Into tempest
Its been the hardest day for you
Lets throw them out the window
Thats what those lovers do down by the river
I was drawn by your grace
Into tempest
wanna face it alone
I need to look deep down in your eyes
And know you're home
Gonna throw my arms around you
And hold you tight
Gonna throw my arms
gate
(Colgate) with that Scope in your mouth
Now let's get to them arms
Cause that's a must
No now let's to them arms cause that's a musk
As far as heat
and
Run into TI, who is dressed
Nondescriptly in a gray hoodie
And who throws open his arms to pull in Meek
For a bear hug it's the sort of
Coincidence that
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
Fingertip sun at sideshow stalls, they throw the balls
At coconut fur that hides behind colored shades that blind your eyes
Doo-doo-doo
Every
Show it, Show it!
If she knew who I was, She'd be willing to Throw It
I remember that night cleaned my wrist it was glowing
She grabbed me by my arm
I despise your killing, and raping
You're despicable
Are you, my judge?
It's just you should be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm, so
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
Girl, keep it goin', keep it goin' down-down
Throw that ass in a circle, throw it round-round
Shake that ass in the crowd, shake the ground-ground
Shorty
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya dont want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know Im down to spray
bounce to this track
And I don’t care what anybody thinks about that
Hands to the sky, and throw your head back
I can love again tonight
We bounce
throw up your hands and drop your mic
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost
Six is your beat down
and it's comin' to your town
It's done by the people who can really throw down
You don't need to be a queen or a jack of spades
It's done by the brothers
by the currents, blown by the wind
Only nature rules with an iron hand
Throw your alms to heaven, throw your arms ‘round me
Throw your alms
in the sky
We can park it by the river, get out and throw the tailgate down down down
You can steal a kiss, maybe even two
Only the track
of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
if
you put your boot to that... down to the floor, we can get down to the pub." So we did, we got to the
Devonshire Arms, just on the (unintelligible)
Fingertip sun at sideshow stalls, they throw the balls
At coconut fur that hides behind coloured shades that blind your eyes
Every child's mother
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