Lyrics:
(money, money)
Look at this cake now (money, money, money)
Jarek on the catering
Mandem coming bottled up
'Bout to call in A and dem
You stir up to eat
All that waiting for a call, it arrived
And I know that place seems kind of close
But I can't sleep
I can't seem to find
Waking peace of mind
could die if I wanted to
Make it rain and hydroplaning
Hide your pain behind that mask
Piss on the wall and call that shit art
Can't for the life when
Been looking so plain today
All of my VV's, Look at these TT's
I feel like Flavor Flav
Put on my Bathing Apes
Sell crack on my day to day
I call my
in the most special way
You're beside me all the time
All the time
I have loved you and I always will
Call it crazy but I know someday you'll
the above if you love me
And each night you call me and we talk on the phone and be all like whatever
Yeah, dreamin' of you is an all night endeavor
Yeah,
dance bad boy
Come
And stay with me until the rising sun
Come closer give me your hand
Too many lies you let them out out out out
Come
My body calls
I did my best to notice
When the call came down the line
Up to the platform of surrender
I was broad but I was kind
And sometimes I get
kiss the other side
Tonight, yeah baby, tonight, yeah baby
I'm on the edge of something final we call life tonight, alright, alright
Put on your
There's a whole lot of hypocrisy inside this thing we call the industry
and conspiracies in the world today but what's the real issue
All I'm
unuh a call 'pon
Trim dem and bring the whole a dem a station
Never in the name of my king of England
Will I ever live to see the rasta man redemption
I run let me feel no care
We fist bump when the evenin' comes
What's mine is mine to bear
So all I call is
Oh-weh, oh-weh oh-weh
Oh-weh,
much
Everybody's cool but, cool but me
I call you up again
You don't pick up again
I might suffocate
For being your defense
You'll be out till
Whenever I call you baby please look up at your phone
Ion want you feeling like I left you alone
I just needed some time baby I been out on my own
not ten
Mmm-mm
Callin' your bluff, don't call me your friend
You went over your fifteen minutes, it's quarter-past ten
God damn!
I'd take a mate's
songs
Coming out of worn down speakers, straight fire
Wires from a mind with nothing to hide
Spit warrior of late night and wine
Can you call it back
said she want cocaine
I don't got you and I'm feeling so ashamed
I could take you to this place I call the cave in
Don't you worry, I'mma get you
Hilltop
I'm putting wraps on the chapter, been amassing a stature
For coming back with the rapture
Because I call my home wherever I roam
got broken hearts unreasonable broken limbs
But when it gets too late, then we decide to call on him
Dreaming of my cousins homie flew away last
on me, uh
Molotov bomb throwin', 911, better call the fuckin' fire Marshal
Pussy nigga hatin', yeah, Patek 'cause we fuckin' whacked him
Like hundred
a whore
Last night, I spent a night in the fort
Don't call me, bitch, you know I'm recording
Couple years ago, I couldn't afford
Got 6 figures when I
the man, this make me wanna dance
I'm feeling like the man, this make me wanna dance
I don't mess with these kids, don't call my city the six
I'm
reach for me, don't call on me
Can't let you see what you're dying to see
Have to believe though you can't hear a sound
Step at a time just don't you
Is it the list and the sway, is it the roll and the pitch
The drunken Gulf of Mexico or the 7 year itch
I hear the mating calls of fireflies, some
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