Lyrics:
said, "How many?"
He said, "It looks like fourteen, or something"
I told Kevin, from that point on
My band discussed it for maybe 20 minutes
Donny
profits,
Got they hands all in my pockets...
All the slick talk they can stop it,
Just follow my moves, I know ya’ll watchin’,
Finna call me Krueger in these
style from head to toe
She lovin' the fit ya
You don't want smoke
You know my background
17 getting millions of streams
I can't get enough love
30 bands
turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe
turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe
Killing in the name of!
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
foul
Nigga that's bitch shit
Tech N9ne you dissed it
But they missed it
Told me that you sold 200,000 with pride
But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I
S pullin’ up been killin’ me all evenin'
Likin’ what I’m seein’, ma
I been readin’ all of ya gq (gq)
I been readin’ all of ya style (style)
I been readin’ all
everybody's style but mine
Everybody knew her, knew her for what she was
She was a good time had by all
She's been talking in her sleep
I couldn't sleep
If you lucky, you get old
Oldtimer told me (yeah)
You ain't gon' be able to fuck the same
Drink the same
Hang out the same
I'm like, once a man,
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
fit to get your wig cracked back
Killin' I'm buckin em down, I wish ya would
Try to get some, redrum, bitch
Nigga don't test my hood
A first
thought you knew, I thought I told ya
Balls big like Boulder
Like Boulder
Fuck them
They ain't shit
Gehova
We live this thug shit, Don P bug shit
38 slug shit, fuckin out in public
Nore and Maze told you how we feel some time
For pain I spit rhyme, ya
THE WEST BEAHCIOR
AND I\'LL SAVE YA
FROM SUCKERS WITH NO STYLE
I\'M GOING BACK WILD
WITH M.S SAGGIN
TIMBERLAND DRAGGING
YOU KNOW I\'LL BE MAKING
CAUSE I
See not long back when I was seventeen
When I walk in the jam
Suckers look at me mean
They wouldn't give me respect
Told girls I was wack
We got the medicine for your sickness
Out here, ya know what I mean
I was telling Shorty like
Yo Shorty, you don't even gotta go to summer school
Pick
like a regal
She make my deposit, my closet is fresh segal
I rain terror, yes I rain terror,
Put my name on ya mind my style is new era
I been down
[Foxy] Whoa
[Cham] A wha de blood claat do dem fool deh
[Foxy Brown]
Who the fuck told bitches they could do what I do
And all of a sudden all
through the park (park)
Candle light dinners by dark (dark), I'm thinkin' smart (smart)
Afraid she might think I'm in a rush to touch, crush and be up
a nigga reach
My dogs will bite you and guess who the nigga leash
I was once told by my nigga Meach
You feed a sucka' he just grow to be a bigger leach
dogs style slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious they ain't rough enuff, listen
I don't
Be You
By Ashley DuBose
Verse 1:
Yes I know how it feels to be on the outside looking in, never fitting in
They don’t understand (naw)
Why
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