Lyrics:
back to the greenhouse headquarters,
More albums on order,
More hard drives on order.
You dont have to worry cause Im comin
YEAH
I see your hammer, I
The website is under construction
The website is under construction
But there's no need to worry
We've just been in Jersey recording an album for you
don't know throw me cupid bows,
I got their ass up in the air, I'm in their pussy holes,
Uh,
Buck was on stove,
Me and stank counting money in the living
Lakers up by 10 and I need
Some more ice in my shit literally
And I know a lot of dimes, they a handful
That's why players on the
Sidelines can't
I smoke citrus mist know what history is
Some distant kids surrounded by risky shit
I smoke a spliff that's big
Then I'm feeling on
Top of the world
grew as siblings
Ridin thru Hiram Clarke, i never knew the difference
His homie Don used to have the karaoke
Freestyle in 95 while the air was smokey
socks off, had to air him out like his feet stink
Put him under ground, call it deep sleep, his homies straighten up like a neat freak
I got big bucks,
known to rock
You hear the bass from the truck when I'm on the block
Ladies they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off
How nigga?
My last album was
album finna drop
Know these hoes shit flop
Diddy bop on a weak hoe
And I get it by the week hoe
Catch me in the streets hoe
Slide down yo block, best
Dwa lata przerwy, nowy album jest w toku
Pierdolony head hunting wersów na płytę roku
Wall street WWA, Marszałkowska po zmroku
Więcej gwiazd niż na
(Coming to a song from the album ‘Arise', and the name of the song is: ‘Arise’. And we need your help a bit. I want you all to put your hands in
"Ayy
We want you to do a video for beats by Dre"
I thought, "Shit, this must be my day, "
Let me set it off
So flylingual and swagnificently fresh
I've
just easy as A-B-C
That's how you make it right
(You have interfered with our affairs
For the last time, Sinatra)
I am literally in the air, right now
before it fell out
Doing shit that rappers'll never do
You know I'm on that
So why don't I start by telling
You what was in my contract?
Make the type
Chilling by the palm trees long bread come with tall cheese
Being a boss come with small fees
It ain't a crime unless the law sees
I got hating niggas that
Breath of fresh air like post-pneumonia, post-corona
Got those hoes loathin' on your persona, I'm so prolific
They ask why I'm so specific, if I don't get
Nigga's wuteva...it's only the real that they recognize by the real
And since you don't recognize you know the deal
How I feel? I don't know emotions get
Whether jewels and cars or broke by the bars
Y'all keep hatin, hatin, hatin
I love when you hate
When you hate you hate on me for
My grind,
teď
Mám náskok, utíkám o rok napřed
Ty o tom mluvíš, my to děláme
Vydal jsem album, zatím co ty track
Walk it like I talk it, jako Niko projíždim bloky
school deal
Tied to the game by Steve Lobell
So we always win, don't receive no L's
New girls act like they know me so well
But I shows no love and be
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
Something 'bout it felt like home somehow, and I
Left my scarf there at your sister's house
un tremblement d'ter-toss
Amène ta clique: on les couche tous
On arrive dans l'rap tout schuss
Lourd comme la patate à Mouss Diouf
Drive-by en
ressens la tate-pa, drive by en allemand 4x4
GSXR, roue arrière, 93 que des barbares
Toujours sur le tarmac, armé jusqu'au Air Max
Bébé sache que mon
Starling
Music and Lyrics by Reese Roper from album Anti-Meridian
Filthy bird laying in our yard,
Four chamber heart never beat so hard.
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