Lyrics:
it in you
What I've got you've got to
Get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling
Don't stop continue
Realize I don't
Want to be a miser
're a blatant myth
I don't know these niggas
Matter of fact, check my iPhone registry
You will see I don't phone these niggas
Everybody wants P but
Nobody wants
to easy (Drip is to easy)
My n***** criminal minds you know they gone bob and weave (Bod and weave)
Ever since I moved to Florida man I want the Florida
me and Bob Marley
That we'd need to head to the creek with Chris Farley
Down by the river where my people like to party
Aye, it's like I on't dance
Chedder Bob will take control
The grip was loose as was foretold
So notice that they let it go
Afraid the truth will soon come out or other words they'll
[Chorus]
I want to get to know you
I really want to fuck you, baby
I'm lost in your lovin'
I'm simply going to drive you , crazy
I want to be
peh
No chem pe
Check check wo ye akye
E tom peh
No chem pe
Aye
Bounce it on my scale now make we weigh up
And she be my side but we go way up
When you
on big gass for my vet lungs
My bitch is a Stylist she don't wear no toms
Stop jocking this fashion you might blow yo funds
These niggas don't want smoke
it's on the doorstep,
you know, until it involves their money, their territory.
Questioner: there's a special type of petition that
is vetoed by special
They find you with lil chucky watching child’s play
It’s ya boy Syqnys, you know i’m as sick as
Christopher Hitchens’ esophagus is
I mean was
That’s not
the world's gone and passed you by
Don't you know it, don't you know it
You can cry, cry all night but it won't make it right
Don't you know it, don't you
is ground control to major Tom, you've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if
you're gonna find out soon
There's still some web for you
Whatcha gonna do?
It doesn't matter what they don't know
They really, really want you
you treat me like they tall?
I gotta know, you make a wish, I check it off the list
Don't gotta ask for kiss, went and tell to your lips
Said that I
Heya Tom, it's Bob, from the office down the hall.
It's good to see you, buddy, how've you been?
Things have been okay for me, except that I'm
like snow and I melt away
I have no balance i am like snow
And I melt away
As you are listening i want you to know
That you are nothing
But a screen
Refugee camp
Turn me up give me some more
Tom Jones your ready baby
Yeah that's it
Let go
[Chorus:]
One, two toms coming for you
Three, four
lavish, MySpace you call me Tom
Brady with the passes, 6 rings, no polygamy
But you know I'm getting asses
Only thing I care about, is the assets
I make
bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show
booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
Wasn't it you who left me alone
Wasn't it you who called me on the phone
Wasn't it you who wrecked my home
okay
Now it's back to the lab, yes back to the bank
Six
So don't think that I ain't sick
That I'm in places you can't get
When you're inside
the back, they gon' hate, I ignore them It's Zilly Z on the track, you know we bringing it back
I be in the trap, you know a G never cap
I got your b by
and demons and ghosts
But shh, hold up Bob, Don't go there
You know that they watching, they all see and stare but
They can't stop me, I'm already there
those kids who tried to rob Goetz
You don't know what I'm sayin? Yo check it
Give me any microphone and god dammit I'll wreck it!
I'm coldblooded I'm
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