Lyrics:
I got fool up bwoy it's all I know, Yo
Sugar and spice taking a gamble roll that dice
Wah Gwan P
Everything nice
Know that it is when a girls onside
she feel like iCarly
I beg your pardon, We don't know you why you talking
We trying to get rowdy I keep my family around me
Love them cause they never
the fuck are they from ffffff Flint town
Muthafuckin Dayton Family in the house G
Yo, what's up Steve Pitts in this bitch
We got my boy I-are-A, we call him
my family or friends. It's my way of holding onto that moment to those loved ones in a way that tangible items cannot songs can live forever and just
walking round town
Guesses we the talk of the town
I guess im a rapper now
Better go live that life
Now sat by the ocean watching the wave just role on by
and white race
Don't forget who we are
Where we go one is where we go all
Have you gone and
Drank the cup containing kool-aid
Foaming at the mouth
Another
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
by the ‘un sane’
And proclaim, that you are, really the insane
Keep talking shit like I run this bitch
Beats so hard that I’ve made it unhitched
nation reparations are due, it's true
Caught up in this world I took advantage of you
So tell the babies how I love them, precious boys and girls
Born
thought at night that comforts me is starving whoever's hunting me
Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing's free
And separated from hell by
It's the $1 McDonald's Iced Tea
Let's hop in the benz and make things spicy
Spice it up, live it up, let's have a good time
Run it back, cut some slack,
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
on d mountain
House in the city
cnd one house by the sea oh
We dey travel round d world
Meetin lots of girls
Listen how the fans just dey scream ooh
Ooh
YOU
Girl i wanna be with YOU
Tell me what the hell are we gunna do
Im like oh ooh oh oohh
baby, we cant let the industry know
because our cover will
eatin chips
Sittin on the porch by our house, leavin something in a stash
How do we outlast? Always keep cash
[Spice 1 - Verse 4]
Sittin on the scene,
lives
choosing to die by killing themselves
As I describe the life of a particular girl
I'd like to think inside your mind
There'd be a ringing of bells
blood on the tune
And we're ever most alive when it comes to summer time
Spend the night in Sky garden
Take a walk by the London eye
Say good bye
when I create harmonies
And girl we is family
Nothing bad we live happily
Girl talk to me
When your gone I can not breathe
Just thinking of us in this
who wants to have a good time
Take you out drink some wine, we can head back to mine create are own paradise
Girl you and me, we can be together, nice
I need a island girl
Buy you ice and pearls
Are we lit? Yes, sir
I'ma show her the world
I want a African babe
With Italian taste
Put her in
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (yeah)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (Bugzy Malone)
If you live by the gun, die by
nation reparations are due, it's true
Caught up in this world I took advantage of you
So tell the babies how I love them, precious boys and girls
Born
real ass nigga from the east bay
?w-e-l-l-t-e-p-are-o-o-f?
For the niggas who kid yourself by losin' your fuckin' death
Bloaw! bloaw!
Cap, we do it
laugh for your front, gossip you when you leave
They give you Bipolar make your temper to dey weak
And we all gon die but we gotta live right
When they
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