Lyrics:
be here spitting, I'm one of a kind
Cookin' up fire from seven to five
Addin' up commas, done kept it alive
I got the clique and my fam right
to be my enemy and try to take what's mine
But I know his plans so I'll take my stand and defend her
He's gonna find that I'm not the kind to surrender
come dressed like some outrageous queen
But they could both tree a town, take the money and run
One wagging his pistol, the other his tongue
So's ya
on your feet, pretty mama
I helped you when you had no food to eat
Now you're that kind of woman that just don't understand
You're taking all my money
wickedness
And nailed him high upon a cross
So they might easier kiss his ass!
A kind soul cannot be defiled
And cannot be threatened by Hells
Fires from Below
and brown.
"I," said the cow, all white and red
"I gave him my manger for his bed
I gave him my hay to pillow his head."
"I," said the cow, all white and red
loyal to SHIT!
She called the cops on me
Cause I don't love her like I used to
Tried to fix what was wrong guess
It hurts cause I'm gone
My son he love
for me
Just keep ya head up and keep getting that fucking money
And tell my lil brothers not to be no crash dummy
And behind the clouds it be sunny
But
tell me gurl
come on come on
what kind of man
can do the things I do for u
my love
x2
I never wanted it to be like this
I wanted to be the one
And a jive I can really enjoy
It was love at first sight
You know the kind?
What did you do?
What could I say? I'm not that kind of girl
What did you do?
I
of my people that they took for nothin'
You could fall for anything, if you don't stand for somethin'
We need to come together and stand up so they can
got in the way
We've been sitting in your backyard for hours
But she won't even come out and say hi
While my mother baked a little cake for you
in God but I don't follow his word
I pray sometimes but never walk in the church
It's been hard to heal my heart when it hurts
Im just talking about my
a dollar bill
I know my moment's coming it's gotta be with my kind of skill
So I'ma treat this how niggas treat a girl they don't like for real
I ain't got
Bros if you no love am
Wetin you gain?
It's Victor AD nah nah nah eh
Pray for grace my G
I say pray for grace o
Oluwa magbegbe mi
I want all this
Talk to him everyday
Even though he's oh-so-far away
And every night I lay in bed
And hug the pillow where he laid his head
And in my dreams
Put eight in his chest, must think he Kobe Bryant
She lovin' my dick, I put it in her spine
Don't compare me to no one, I'm one of a kind
Fuck
pedicured
Baby got her own money
She thinks brothers who floss are funny
Ain't afraid to lick that honey off my body
Feminist party issues she don't care
of the world 'cause we're on
Top of the world baby
I'm on top of the world
We making this money
Nigga hate me you love me
Got the world in my hands
Y'all ain't
As you see the O.G.s from Grand Hustle done laid it down again
T.I.P. shawty
Hey yo, this for all my homegirls like to see a baller do his thing
Get
[T.I.]
As you see the O.G.s from Grand Hustle done laid it down again
T.I.P. shorty
Hey yo, this for all my homegirls like to see a baller do his
go Haaaa
I'm Authentic bitch one of kind
See the real when they look in my eye
Make Her bust it Like She Got a Nine
Tell Her bust it
Like She Got
relate?
My n***a 24 and served 7 years
But you could see the love in his face
A real motherfucker never bend and never break
A real motherfucker gonna
on that screen
Do I have ta
Take you through the movie
Scene by scene
And I wanna know
Yeah
I put my money on Kasino
Will you stay until the credits roll
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