Lyrics:
just blow
You're a Dirty Head
You're filthy bro
Fuck it then someone give me the soap
Mopping the floor with yah
Break down the door to rock
lord my dick hard call the nurse (why?)
It's getting worse fat asses I gotta flirt
It was me Mo and Murph, Kyjuan was with his earth
Playing pussy it
Heather, the flyest girl in our school
I got a very large house, with an inground pool
I rock Polo and Abercrombie & Fitch, I'm rich
Pompous and arrogant,
as Stonehenge
Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge
Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor
And on the block he was called by
free are you refined
Hello nurse patience takes time
Or do you get it moving by moving that waistline
Real nigga I
We see eye to eye
So if you do some
of patients like i was a nurse at the end of the shift
Like homie that's it
I don't really fuck with rappers
Cause they know I'm coming for necks
You better
Kiss my daughter on the cheek and I'm strapped as we speak
Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds
But what's funny are the ones that we
triple-platinum, I ain't tryna catch no murder one
Figured I'd shoot to wound, probably miss with at least one
But them other two gon' fuck his shoulder and his
and syrups
In my stirrups gots to make it hearse
She gold skinned a white earth
The most grim that's a ten pay a nurse
I lay burst with inertia
It's complex
I gave my heart out
To the skies
And I know everyone in this city
Did the same
I touched the truth it's
Cold as ice
Spoke to god in my bed with tears
and work
Herc power struck down a junkie nurse
Phony medical robe surely came from home
Pull the knot out stoked tag the mack en vogue
Que modela
secrets for Belle Meade businessmen who gambled away thousands of dollars. Just before Prohibition, the building was purchased by the Nashville Banner
I was 14 when my world fell apart
Wounds cut so deep they left permanent scars
I was fighting for my life, I was fighting for my sanity
You were
won't break
Playing dirty yeah I'm too sick with the word play
I make words that don't rhyme start rhyming like you're gay
Be on your way I'm a mercy
won't break
Playing dirty yeah I'm too sick with the word play
I make words that don't rhyme start rhyming like you're gay
Be on your way I'm a mercy
the youthful section
Nah, you ain't heard nothing fake by me, ever since I ain't needed no fake ID
So y'all go on next and pretend you're nicest, like getting
to tell you like
If you with me, we can do whatever
I told her yeah let's go farther
I ain't playing bitch, my money larger
Seen me in traffic with Hemis
The way I'm gettin' jaded you would think that I been gettin' laid
Stuck with dirty dishes
Hurtful bitches drop-pin' ugly names
Quit the shit to get
night
I?ve been known to blow money on a stranger?s eye
To nurse my wounds and heal my pride
There ought to be somebody in my car
To drive me passed
Damn
Man
It's a different kind of pain when you by yourself right
Got all these scars but don't nobody give a fuck about that shit
Man I done lost
stormy days
Troubled nights
Drunkies in sight where I live, B
It wasn't life little kids dirty
Their heads covered with fuckin' lice
My best friend died
mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
An independent
about her past
Her ass be looking good inside the leggings
But I notice that she missing all her edges
I run the game just by running with the felons
on Meek, I'm on my Pac shit
Y'all rap niggas on some pop shit
I've been ducking paparazzi with a pop bitch
Glock .30 in the cockpit
Sipping dirty
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