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upon your face
Your foamy little mouth, you can never be replaced
But one night you snuck from my room
How mom screamed and shooed you off with a broom

ruin everything
Petty little fights
Chased by red and blue lights
I'm the Life of the Party
When I walk into the room
It's all about me in your head
So

witha mic 
I’m here to slaughter 

Any mothafucka thinking they can flow it like water
I’m the one with the blue like the breaking bad Walter 
Call me

FRIEND YOU CAN’T BE FICKLE;
IF YOU’RE STUCK IN A PINCH
IT’S ALL JUST A CINCH;
JUST GET WHAT YOU WANT...

IN SONG!

Gamemaker: 
Suddenly! An arrow flies

Mistaking anxiety for butterflies
Consumed by all the red flags and all the little white lies
Can't even look you into your eyes
And if you're

This the only way to feel bon bon every single meal bon bon I can't teach how you to feel in love but I could show you what a real one does 

I'm

And
I'm single
Now
Now
I got it
Now
I got my own money
In my own bank account

Had to do
What i do
Had to boss up
Now
I'm leaving you

You
Ain't see

Yeah, ay ay
Yeah
Ay ay
They lighting blunts
Passing round to all the homies in the junt
Little cunt
Told me take her upstairs, do what I want
And I'm

Gimme Some Honey  By Adam Jo  


I would wait for hours, just to get with you
Running cold showers, what am I supposed to do  yeah 
Drive a man

ain't from my pickle jar
You can get hit by my fuckin' AR
It'd be kinda funny if my lil homie Chucky hit you up
He be fucky with the gunning, but you

you
I got a gun to love you
Hey little girl, what are you tryin' to do?

Hoodoo lady, how do you do?
They tell me you take a boot and turn it to a brand

you
I got a gun to love you
Hey little girl, what are you tryin' to do?

Hoodoo lady, how do you do?
They tell me you take a boot and turn it to a brand

at the end of the day
I don't need your gimmicks
Yo chill in my room what else should I do
I'm sorry today I ain't hanging with you
Just for a moment I gotta

thank Anlo
Connected my family the new Black Sopranos
I'm Strumming your bitch, I feel like Tony campos
You can't hide little bitch, you don't come camo

that I do not play

No I do not play
Don't care what they say

do that
You need to start to learn to read up in between the lines
Trust in words but where's the value when the
Tongue is open game who's insane
When

back
Daytona yeah we Gunning for the loot

Daytown hot off the presence with the heat
Bet you can't do it like we do
Even nobody really wanna get at me

Can't get you out my head
Promise I meant every little word that I had said
Never wanna do ya wrong, hate leaving you upset
There she go again
Sexy curvy

It's a endless fight
It's a endless hope that you can make it alright
It's a hardest joke
Feeling stone cold when you're breathing out smoke

on the moon
And it wasn't coming down
'I enjoyed myself'
Your words ain't that what you told me
'Do you deserve this'
Got me thinking I was lonely
When neither

of seventeen
Just seemed like a good dream
I feel a little crazy
Make believing with you
But I think in real life
You'll make me just as crazy
As you do
As you

asphalt bouquet
Don't need no fancy, special mini-grande egg-nogaccino
Well it may be better than a frogleg-accino
But really what do I know
Hey I just know

caused me to get down on bended knee
And give you that ring
And I promise you to uplift you to cherish you
To love you no matter what you do
So I thank

gangstas got the strongest of thumbs
See them in the streets and they can't cock they guns
Raised by OGs that kept it real no lie
Called me little Mike