Lyrics:
a part
Of that "statistic"
Of growing up without a father present
No one to teach him how to tie a tie
Or what to do when there's a girl he likes
No one
is the more I get eminent
You think I am a dolt but your girl think I am a real man
You think I'm just a nigga, to your girl I'm the k.i.n.g
Nigga
to gain (monsieur, I beg you, do not do this)
It's clear to all, the girl's insane (this will seal his fate)
Gran Dio, che imbroglio
If you don't
You run your rhymes like a horse and force
Extra booty lyrics on the crowd like you're the boss
I think you'd better keep them to yourself
Do it
me, have you seen a girl?"
"A girl, what kind of girl?"
"Any kind, my boat leaves tomorrow"
"Say, do you think that girl sitting over there
Would be
headshot du jese yeh aim bot hai
Mera naam nai... Lekin mera kaam boht hai
Mere life meh subah nai... Par shaam boht
You guys might think i am spitin
girl
An abundance of love for ya
Ya yaaaa (Mm)
I'l do some savage shit to get u on some lavish shit
And my management don't want me wit no average bitch
cruel world
It's like one deep dive but I can't swim
It's like they give up so I give in
cnd you keep saying I'm not that kind of girl
But what if I am
this is engineering, Lt. Limey speaking. Do you realize we?re 34 billion miles off course?
KWIRK
Limey, I just called you! What?s going on down
had a what, when kind of trip
But it's goodbye
It's back to being nothing
It's better for us both, I think, for us to let us go
It's been so long my
What am I gonna do when the drugs don't work?
Girl, you a fool if you think love don't hurt
You ain't heard?
They call me Cobain, first name Kurt
handle what we're dealing
With this reeling you in has got me tired but content
I would do this again yeah man 100 percent
Hear only your heart to me
Here
much you can tell me
She say I'm the shit
I say girl who you telling
I'm just getting started
I don't think that they smell me
Stay true to my self
I
am counting my money so I can't hear you what
Say am counting my money so I can't hear you
Iwatago wa drink the Champagne like l do
Toss money all
door
Hit to the jaw then you're straight to the floor
Done for
What you gonna stand for?
This ain't the kind of lifestyle I hoped for
This ain't the kind
Open your eyes, open your mind,
Open your heart, I am one of a kind
Don't make 'em like this no more, that's right
You'd be lucky to have this by your
and I had to stop n' think what the hell am I gonna do
She got a couple shots a crown then
She turned it right around gazing right into my concerned eyes
(Yo, can I get a g?)
Dope man, dope man (Clock as much as he can)
Fuck this shit, who am I? (The dope man!)
Yo, Mister dope man, you think you
I'm so wrapped up in what I think you think of me
I don't know how you got this far
How am I supposed to live a life?
Burdened by the thought
understand?
Why don't you understand woman, what I do for you?
How I'd break my back and sweat
Worthless little thing
Why am I wasting time on you?
Girl
on my opps
Cause i’ll probably see them die before they ever see me flop
And thats a fact
Fuck whoever coming for my spot
Cause by the time you think you
Tonia, my name is Busta
My name is Dianna, my is Busta
And what do you take me for the little loco push over
No shame in my game 'cause that's how I got
And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.
Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time
of all the countless scandals you get dragged into
Don't know why I'd let you run me in the dirt the way you do
Still I wonder if you think of me the way I
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