Lyrics:
home the king has come home
Take what they owe then make it my own
Won't break and won't fold
The heir to the throne
Because I be on because I be
Just another day
Left me feeling like
I don't wanna break
I don't wanna break
Break down
I'm well practiced with my brave face
Smile say it's okay
lounging with BB King
Everything under a spell yo when Nina sing
Ganja farming with Bob painting pictures with Ross
Davis is doing miles of styles yo like so
Sunday
Nothing like a city girl
Drive you crazy, like Hyundai
Normal day in the city
Others would call it bizarre
Pulling up to BB Kings and have a drink
try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook
Want some of me? You're on a mission
Bad move, you end up missin
Let's get it straight for the '89 tip
by a man’s criticism, and his racism. Break them stereotypes,
Be who God made you, YOUR A KING not a thug, you’re a Queen, not A slut, Ho, Trick
gain as much and then change
Because you famous, famous
Because you famous
Fame, claim that you now the king
Because you famous, famous
Because you
Brother, Derek X, kick flavor
I do my thing like B.B. King my microphone is named Lucille
Throw a dip in my hip so they call me extra ill
Making big
The money go flip
Pay what you owe
And im collecting that quick
Lotta ice, king shit
Tell by the drums
You know its it
Told yall we would never quit
Brother, Derek X, kick flavor
I do my thing like B.B. King my microphone is named Lucille
Throw a dip in my hip so they call me extra ill
Making big
The name's Fiyablasta, got it memorized?
The abstract king is about to give you oblivion
Giving you vivid lyrics of written killings by spilling
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
Good girl yes, bad girl no!
Good girl yes, bad girl no!
Good girl yes, bad girl no!
I don't want her to break my window
Hey, girl, you not very nice
it wasn't on
And by the time you got my letter I was long gone
Back on the road, gone with the wind blows
Packin' the shows, hoes and the nymphos
bitches elite
I just keep it discrete
I just keep it low key
Got the mission complete
I'm a G
I mean niggas been sleeping on King
Like I'm made by Serta
Good girl yes, bad girl no!
Good girl yes, bad girl no!
Good girl yes, bad girl no!
I don't want her to break my window
Hey, girl, you not very nice
every dollar
Four quarters
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[Chorus]
While I drive break shift.
?
And they all jump down
And I just touched down with ?
Kings and some Queens by design
Jump up and down
And turn your speaker loud
Go and tell your people son of JEHOVAH in town
Look em' in the face
Look em'
kings with a dream
Sellin that d
Tall-t jabo jeans, gas tank on E
Its some money by the store
You know a king gone eAT
Bad bitch caught my eye
But she
he touched his wedding ring
He kept thinking of Chuck Berry,
Howlin' Wolf and B.B. King
Then the band it took a break
and it was possible to talk
myself
I don't need nobody help
I do bad all by myself
I don't need no nigga help
You ain't felt what I done felt
Some days I feel always wrong
Why
facin'
And my shooter still locked, I need him free ain't talkin' Mason
I'm tired of seeing bad news on the TV
Back in the day, I was shootin' them BB's
even compare the pair, not fair God's realer, Godzilla, commonly rocked by king kong, call my king of kings, will beat on beasts, on beats, while he
And when I break her heart
Maybe she'll find your love, king
Heart breaker, Baby Libra
One of one, king
Fuck the talking, said it's up
So now its up, king
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