Lyrics:
rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush
our town and then
You stole from us our team
Green and yellow green and yellow
Green and yellow green and yellow
Don't mind the Seahawks but yo
Where my
in the back
Where I supply the sounds on stage
Cops in the race that's why we're always on the front page
Rippin' shit up, me and my yellow nigga
Sunlight falling bright over garden walls
Moonlight showers gold where living water falls
Orange groves are bursting out into green leaves
dollar car where I sit
And my broad is the shit
Crenshaw in the 6
Got it parked at the Shell in front of all of the Crips
You either ball or you brick
you think she doin' over here, watchin' Netflix?
Beard game, might just let it grow down to my necklace, uh
I don't hope for wins, I expect it, uh,
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
The beans
Beans?
The special beans!
I let him go
I didn't know
He'd stolen my beans
I was watching him crawl
Back over the wall
When bang! Crash!
the special beans
I let him go, I didn't know he'd stolen my beans!
I was watching him crawl back over the wall!
Then bang! Crash! The lightning flash!
the special beans
I let him go, I didn't know he'd stolen my beans!
I was watching him crawl back over the wall!
Then bang! Crash! The lightning flash!
You can roll her up, and bounce her off the wall
We played ball, shoot hoops, she can hold steady
Then I stick my dick down in the fat patty
Just 'cause
commando gear -- black robes and a red sash
around his head -- is standing by a plan on the wall. He is addressing an
audience of about eight MASKED
playin'
Eighty-fours poke, catch a play like Randy
Hop over chrome, comin' down, drip candy
Crawlin' down yellow stone with a yellow bone
I'ma leave
throw the lane Kyrie Irving watch a young nigga (ball)
All these haters by the 85 Celtic vs. the Lakers watch a young nigga (ball, ball, ball)
Jumping off
(Inspired by God, so gone get up)
Heard We we building Higher, Wanna come To Dubai
Wanna see me ball out, peeping what I Dubai
Brought the whole UnTamed out,
you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like
to spray
It's just another story from around the way
Where we keep a tough crew
And them boys don't play
75 nigga ball, rest in peace to bubble
I like my
he love her on his mother
Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow
Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in the walls
And he diggin' in it like
a metal box to imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is on me.
In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden luxury two bedroomed
that?
In the crib that you livin' at, you
Only got men on ya wall
Where are all the women at?
I been could scrap, and you a decent height
But if my fists
a metal box
To imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is on me.
In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden luxury
Two
and some Macs all big gats
Then I went to see my connect like
"Where the bricks at?"
He made me spend, I paid for ten
But brought twenty bricks back
Then I
and sometimes he wanted to get off that dead road and walk to where the agaves and cacti grew. Krameria and groundsel bloom in purple and yellow, as if they were
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