Lyrics:
across my collar, does it purr?
All these pimps is hysterical
I think they full of scare
Passin' by 'em in the V twin
Ghost-ridin' the blur
And rejection
pun niggas gotta pay like you weigh
You could come by, shit you can't say
That my girl mya sing what I can't even say, c'mon
Mya:
'cause ain't nothing
(Hey)
Peepeepee, peepee, poopoo
Big Fat Ass
Hello Mya beloved this one goes out to you
You tell your mom to kill herself, well maybe it should be you
You
gotchu full baby
So what's good
What's good
What's good
Let me tell you what it is and tell you what it ain't
With you by my side life's good got no
that
Fighting from the front line and you know I'm never falling back
Karma is a bitch it come full circle like a cul-de-sac
I ain't got no service in
time for an accountin'.
Mom, I sure hope you're listenin'.
Sweet lady, I.O.U. for so many things.....
A lot of services, like nightwatchman for
time for an accountin'.
Mom, I sure hope you're listenin'.
Sweet lady, I.O.U. for so many things...
A lot of services, like night watchman for
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
freedom taken from birth
I go hit you plus music till I return to the dirt
By the time you go see ma worth
E go be too late
Dey couldn't measure his girth
twitch indicating that perhaps
She'd had a rage stroke
Meanwhile, onstage
Nicki was hoisted up by the male
Dancers, arms in the air in full expression
the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
What's wrong?!, the club and the moon is full
And I'm looking for a THICK, young lady to pull
a brown-skinned monster. So full of hate, self-destructive by design, destined to fail, we rose up from the slime.
For service Lord o' let me live. My love, my
This will be the Day That I say fuck it All
Started this shit by myself
That’s how Ill finish Off
If You really tryna eat
I got room for Yawl
All
got a book bag full of Merlot
I'm lyin, I ain't go no fuckin' Merlot
I drink whiskey, but I do want a fur coat
This shit is trippy
What? Just in
pay like you weigh
You could come by, shit you can't say
That my girl Mya sing what I can't even say, c'mon
'Cause ain't nothing going on but
will be out by a lake in my underwear
Catching dinner with my hands
Forest Service Road
Don't Care Which Number
It's so Critical
For this Pine Tree
I'll make you dinner
Ima pour You Champagne
I might just be your umbrella in the Rain
Like the full service Cowboy that you never had
I'll make
pay like you weigh
You could come by, shit you can't say
That my girl Mya sing what I can't even say, c'mon
'Cause ain't nothing going on but
The greatest glory in living is rising everytime we fall
So i keep that tunnel vision focus by default
It's all apart nature we all focused on that
Two pillow service hit the early desk
Were you seeing all the programs it was perfect yes
I was diving in a foxhole with an open head
I was just
A pocket full of money
I bet no nigga won't say nothing in front me
I went and bought a Benz and
Went and got a bike
Went and stopped by the paint shop
Then
a rotation
At Gerald Burgess RaceTrac
Full Serve Service Station
Now Gordie Snow and Stewie
stop by every morning
to shoot the breeze before they start
y'all the wires
I'm only getting
Bigger then wild fires
Like big booty mya
No firefighter could take me out
I'm only getting higher and higher
No
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