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Houston Whitney kurwo cię nikt nie wyrwie
Bo w takim stanie to możesz najwyżej
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I just heard on the news
Whitney Houston has died
I got So Emotional I broke down and cried
She came from a family of soulful voices
If Cilla Black’s
pounds for no reason
Kush by the zip load
Shake for the edibles
Rainwater Basin
Catch water for my vegetables
Whitney Houston Offset
Michael Jackson
Yes, I miss you
Whitney Houston
I love the, the Lord
He heard my cry
And pitied every groan
Long as I, I live
And troubles rise
I hasten
(They can't do it like Houston girl you might get used to this)
Ay
We got 10-11 slabs in a single file line
And our pockets full of money
All
ain’t a baller you rookie
Trappin’ in Houston no Whitney
And your girl chillin’ with me
I know you don’t want no smoke
I know you don’t want no smoke
and penny
Nigga shut yo ass I don't like back sass
My nigga gon get that siggy
I'm in Houston like I'm Whitney
Niggas in the city wit me
Worldwide Nigga man
em
We gotta problem Houston, Whitney
Cash not cents but clip hold fifty
Pills in my body but the shit don't hit me
So I pop four mo' till the shit
to imagine, like Kanye West
Coming back from his fatal accident to beat making and rapping
But, we the future, Whitney Houston told me that
And it's gon'
bite too hard, I'ma say that shit
But don't bite me bitch, I don't play that shit
Marques Houston, I don't play that shit
By the time we got halfway
at the time had the top hit records with Whitney Houston and the bodyguard soundtrack and Mariah Carey and all of these artists everywhere. Huge, massive
up for the fame
And I always walk 'round with my chains on keep a 9 by my side let it bang
Alicia Keys and Whitney Houston spun the block with
to imagine, like Kanye West
Coming back from his fatal accident to beat making and rapping
But, we the future, Whitney Houston told me that
And it's gon'
back from his fatal accident to beatmaking and rapping
But, we the future, Whitney Houston told me that
And it's gon' take more than a bullet in
This that down South Nebsly music
This that Whitney Houston, museum, movin' music
That that Nesbly girl ain't used to
I'm made this album for nebly
Houston, you’ll have a problem, Whitney…
Y’aint wan’ this trouble when you rumble wit’ me!
2020… Can’t you see?
No lyin’, I’m a lion,
With a jungle
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you
overdosing like they're Whitney Houston
I look at this shit like it's the mother fucking hunger games
Kill or be killed
Who's gonna stand with me anyways
I
[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
mean when I say 50 50, up in Houston with
Bitches like Whitney that see me as coke and they can’t wait to sniff me, I got talent You
Niggas ain’t
an hour flat
Acapella, nigga, way off the sour pack
You nice my nig devoured that
A diesel when I'm on the track
Whitney Houston way before the crack
Bobby
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