Lyrics:
y'all help me
(Dying)
(Ah ah ah)
'Cause ever since the day you left
I don't know what to do with myself
Oh I wish for your return
And oh, how I hurt
no feelins for none of these womens
Really, though, fetticheese is my love
You know the streets made me
And I don't give a damn if you hate me
me?
(Put me in that motherfucka)
Yeah that type of shit
You know what time it is
Maybe it's the thug in me
By age thirteen I was buckwild
Good at my
daughter I love you.
We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep
that, batter up
I'm the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit
valve, you couldn't shut me the fuck up if you
Had dirt on me now, I'll murder my pal, before I NTSC a crowd of
People that have been offended by the words
it like to be – and I know how I
Feel about it – but you’re
Definitely one of my peers, and one
That I look at and say "He gets it
But I’d love to hear
[Answering machine]
Hi, this Tasha you reached me at the right number but
at the wrong time you know what to do.
[B.o.B]
And so I'm thinking
way)
You think you're so tough, you're protesting too much
And that's what gives you away, away
You love me, you love me
I can tell by the way that
a night
How you do that trick to hypnotize ?
Me in a shuffle dance, you by the light
I think it's time to fix our glances
just in time to lick you beside
together I know Bob well
But I think he knows me better
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my,
And this leaves me awake at night -
I lose sleep over that
Oh, alright, listen BoB once and for all
The Earth looks flat because
1) you're not far enough
Had a mill at 16 know how that felt?
And I'm still kicking shit, bitch black belt
Shoulda seen me in that yella 4-30
Got it washed everyday, bitch
feel this
I'm on top and y'all under me
So when it's over if I ain't in the front, atleast I'm gonna be
(By your side)
I love you too much to loose
run sum'n ( oop )
Getting in my way I rearrange your lace front
Drive that bitch by her weave
Speed bump
You know I fuck with niggas with them Mob ties
history
i know that you still gonna remember me
even if we forget history
i know that you still gonna remember me
instrumental // outro
you think i
written their spiritual wills
Masturbate
Mental masturbate
Mental masturbate right now
If you don’t know how to do it,
Pastor Bob Enyart will show you
they'd probably rather die than to stay by my side
Yeah I know
I love you Olivia
These things I know
May 2022 yeah that's when I first met you at a house
of a short bus
Beady beady boom bing bing bing bam
I'm just thinking up shit that I know you can't
All I can say is that I'd run away
If they gave me another
suffered
If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in love
Baby, I'm extra large in magnitude
And Magnum's the lubrication that I use
To chose which hole
boy's got to look nuts
And that's the only word I can think of right now
On how to describe the shit
It's just like a vibe you get, go ahead and bob
that, batter up
I'm the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit
through
If you don't know what transparent means, let me enlighten you
If it's transparent, that means that it lets the light through
So I should smack this
(Let me show y'all little niggas
How it really goes)
I'ma show you how the big dogs do it nigga
This is how you get her up
You don't know how to rule no
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