Lyrics:
rather me just be there to watch
As the ends it's killing them (the ends is killing them)
What a sad little life, and if I said I hated you for hating me
The earthquake got me out of bed
See the little bird fly 'round his head
As the little boy sits on the ground
And makes the toy cars drive around
It's a loss
had
I know it's been a little chilly
Hey, cheers to you guys for toughing out
You guys are the best people in the entire world, thank you
Go birds
Your manager is shook
Hiding behind cellphones and emails
He’s a little bitch
Between his legs is his tail
Three years ago, I left that’s a fact
But now
and the jewelry
Three weeks later, I'm at the P-A-D
Had a little fly ass bitch wit me
Sittin' in a dig, yo it couldn't be
(What up G?) Saw my face on TV
do not disturb
The only reason you alive 'cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge
From the smoke and go loc,
not disturb
The only reason you alive cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than
Birds
, Snoop Dogg will emerge
From the smoke and go loc, you
or blaze
They ain't smoking
I don't do the mid by kid, I hate choking
Focus, back to me, myself, I
Little room, dressing room
The kid remains fly
I'm doing
could say
She looked at me and I gave her a kiss all that mattered was he three of us
Nobody thought it would all work out for that pretty little girl
back, with his gat, now that's dope
We got three minutes, nobody seen shit
Somebody might have heard shit
Singing on some Martin, were my momma bird shit
or fascist bol
Shoot three at you and push the
Rock like this was basketball
Chop your body up in little
Pieces with my plastic saw
Y'all need to overstand
to the right bounce to the left
You can Bankhead Bounce by yourself
Anyone can do it just let me know
I know a little spot where we can go
But first, you
That fat little bitch, all it took to bribe her was a fucking Mcflurry
Tryna make my way out this God damn store, I'm in a fucking hurry
On my way I walk
morningtide
The dear dead girl came back
And stood by his bedside
The girl he lost came back
He saw her flowing hair
It flickered and it waved
Like a breath in
By paying Very very very little bills
Sometimes thinking about it gives me the chills
When I imagine my life without a cell phone or telephone
That
a shifting sea of data
Where there's so much information that nothing really matters
We can't see the forest for the screens
Or hear the birds singing over
enough, the little one's number 1 and the husband's number 3
Mother's overprotective love consumes all her energy
His lover days are over, a father is all
and hurt your feelings
Now when we take it there, these three niggas in the square
My squad hangs out like four hundred pounds in brassieres
My death
[Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop,
Mean you better be aware
He gone grow a little fast it be like tortoise and the hair
Wish he still a little boy but now he rightfully the heir
And make
words on my phone again
Shit
Can't find a charger
Dressing like a homeless kid
But sounding like a carter
Remember k-3rd grade i went to a charter
Pass it
Especially the ones, taking dem cat nap
Calico or siamese? We own three.
One that's obese the other 2 are Chinese
So precious I even take em the movies
There's
dancing little round-ups
On the side, flowers grow on, sprout up
None of them are prettier than you
Now three birds sing a buffalo soldier
And I think how
to make space in the house, I guess
For a little bit of chaos, toys on the floor
Turning two into three or four, cause
We're just getting to the good part
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