Lyrics:
I’m just thinking you can make time, for some hang time
Bubble on you shorty, been a while, lemme lay you’d down
You know what you get you come
been around the world in and out of hotels
Now I'm finally off tour I got some stories to tell
It all started with Mel my first time doin' it
Nervous,
how you gon' die!
Lucky, lucky, it landed on Carpenter Jed.
He just pounds nails in your forehead.
The pig got lucky that time.
But let's take
I got federal cases I evade at every step
'Cause I almost crossed the state moving
This weight all by myself
They be trying to get the language
'cause
stressing
Got angels around me, They here by the thousands, So put up your weapon
I ain't running like Jonah naw Like David, I'm with
No fear in my heart. Got
fuckin around
Bring it on, I shut shit down
You should bring it on
Especially if you gettin' cash
Ladies shake ya lil titties and shake ya fat ass
You can
the music
The reunions soon, homies
I got music with the best
And I’m coming for the rest
This is comeback season, kiddos
Let them know, david torrez, david
and beat me til your cock throbs
Seesaw, seesaw, slide my face up and down
On the desk, by lockers, fuck me on the playground
I'll make time to get my
Everywhere I go they want to know who I am
Got caught by the voice and fell in love with the man
They don't know about the road on this path to fame
lookin' around
These bitches ain't fuckin' with you
Hair did, nails did
I can't lie
Lil' bitch you got me trippin
Off a perc the first time we fucked
Ever
Hey, David, I hear you've been dreaming
About being a big time shepherd some day
You're gonna prove your brothers wrong
You're gonna sing your
(Ohh!) Yeah (let's go!)
I said once upon a time in a city that's mine
There was a nigga named Nickel that spit like Big in his prime
He got
So remember think before you do the action
You can forfeit a whole Kingdom just by peeking
Look at David on his roof creeping
Secrets he was keepin'
back then
They always ask Me bout my homies
And so I'm ridin by my lonely no one can control me
And I'm tryna ride it smooth but this road lookin bumpy
to dark
Been in to fights
I'm keeping you right in my sight
Did a whole lotta wrong things
But im making it right this time
I did a whole lotta wrong things
like a kite by the hour
Hate nine one one but I missed the twin towers
Popped on a cop because I'm not a coward (aye)
Around my way
Around my way
Around
Plum-colored nails on a hand
Wrapped around a soda can
Dark hair crop tops high-waisted jeans
Thick forest green round plastic glasses
Showing up in
hearts do I have to break before I change
And live by faith
And I can't seem to explain this madness in me
That loves You but so often turns away
You've
to get around
I want to die along the highway and rot away
Like some old high-line pole
Rest this ramblin' fever in my soul
Ramblin' fever
The kind
[Reporter]
This Is David Nevermind
And today's controversy is coming from yet another member
Or should I say members, of the hip hop community
Petey
on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite 'cause he tip me with E's
He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week
This is
listen to this
Before you deal with me, you'd better know what time it is
Do you know what time it is? (Tell me do you know?) (Repeat 3x)
Some
burning and aweful enigma sprung by the sling
of david appears gutterbug batch prior to hatch dismiss it as a soul condensing
excuse to decorate maps
Hey
All that smack
That they talking
Hey
All this dope
That I'm chopping
Hey
All this dank
That I'm cropping
Hey
By the way
I don't play
Just
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