Lyrics:
a bystander, young girl named Amanda
The slugs in her back by this cat buggin no crap
Another rugrat, somebody tell me where the loves at
Was only seven
'cuz you know my money long it full
i'm in this bitch stuntin' by the bar stuntin' keep
my woman like my cartilage jaw stuntin' if you cannot
finish you
dimes
Benz turtle van
She just caught my eye
And walked by
Enter thru kitchens man
We gotta escape the long lines
I bought a zippy zip
We ordering drinks
wanna ride with me
Why you always tired of me? (Yeah)
Take your time, that's all I ask
I got hmm, hmm-hmm, and VLONE up on my ass, hmm
to give
I don't think y'all ready
Money make the world go round
Money make your girl go down
That's why you never see me
I'm breezing by you so fast
Got
Popular, you're gonna be popular!
(Oh Snap, it's like glee up in here)
You're gonna be popular
You're gonna be popular!
(We smoked it all volume 2
rare naked choke him and snap his fucking head off/
I say shit MCs afraid to say/
Like I fucked two dike girls at a gay parade on Labors Day/
Then
happens if that brend up there is still around next year
What if every girl is pretty and looks like a star
What if every girl has money and drives her own
Intro:
One on one, One on one
Tell him, tell him girl? One on one
Yeah it?s one of those
Hello! what were you thinking?
Yeah! I?m glad I woke up
through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up with me
it's never any fun
they say they already have a pussy
they don't need
you're up for the one that's not heaven
Could be harsh but I don't care
I walk by try not stare
You broke your religion
I'm telling God, I'm telling
your just holding on to things
Because your afraid to practically lose Everything yeah everything
I felt like I just lived two lives
You with you just
yall stop sittin, look at grandma gittin it, we just havin fun baby, don't spill the punch
step by twos,we the news of the place, yourcousin over there
behind your back
I say it to your face (Facts)
Ayy, ANTIFA pull up on me
Bet that 2A get 'em straight
(Boom boom boom)
Ayy, no homo, these boys sweet like
your history, stay in your lane
(likkle man)
Live by old school code from day
Don't fuck with everybody 'cuh that's
How you get AIDS (mad ting)
You see
dumped, cos they don't
understand us the way we do
No one can rip us apart... .
Let's face it girl, we don't need nobody else
We can do it all by ourselves
around
And I know you sincere by the way that you sound
Like when I call ya in the mornin and you wake up and ya yawnin
but your baby's on the line,
[Chorus: x2]
I ain't your friend, you a tattle teller
You rat, you snitch, you jealous nigga
You coward nigga, you teller nigga
Tuck your tail,
[Verse 2]
He knows how to treat a lady
But he won't let you get too rowdy
He stands up for himself
That's what I like most about him
He's all I see and all
girl named Amanda
The slugs in her back by this cat buggin no crap
Another rugrat, somebody tell me where the loves at
Was only seven already on her
taken tons of exams
and what else is coming up to me from now on
Daily lives must pass by quickly with out any “likes” and “hates”.
That girl who falls
These are the top ten rules of the streets (hur, rrr)
You follow these you live forever (never)
Rule number one, Don't be trusting a thot
of the cannon law you wrote
The stone carved commandments
Feels outlandish live by the laws or vanish
Banished to pandoras box
If I'm real sorry and branish
everybody give me
Cuz it just aint the way I do
By the walk and the way I talk
What gave you the thought
The game many I loss
By thinkin' you false
Too many
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