Lyrics:
you belong
They don't even have a fuckin' set called Airhorne and Claiborne
So what'cha want to do throw yo shit up
I say you on Lafayette yo stupid
the only thing
So my soul is the most
But my soul into motion
You caught me I might choke
You caught me I'm frozen
Learn to hang no rope
I'm sick n tired
Slot
Was caught
Got dropped two
Playing hopscotch
On the block
Ought not twat plot
Yo for hops knot I brought dots
This ring
Helped me remain sane
No
shake your Teil, clap für clap, yo step für step
So chillax ich hab zu tun
Latenight loco DeutschPopRap
Be by my side - yo clap für clap
Babe fullmoon yo
every show around the globe from here to Reno
Dirty Dizzle's sick with it yo they yelling WE KNOW
You got hoes you got flows I got a dream though
To spit
If I gone rap to you and say I'll get big I mean it, I'll get there eventually
If they try to stop me then they will get sick my flow is so gross
Chick said "come over"
So I came all over
Her dress her thighs
Her breast her eyes
Such a nice closer yo
Fuck being sober
Depressed despised
Obsessed
own
Sick of the feeling, fuck it, I wanna go home
Yo, it seems like memory I’m tryna chase
Phone calls and sending ‘em messages just ain’t the same, no
was as real as me,
You would never let another nigga step in yo yard
Makin money ain't shit to me
Cause it's in my veins and it gets to my heart
So I
everybody one each
Yes so bring the Veuve Clicquot
We about to hit the big 3.O
Party like it's carnival in Rio
Life's too short, I need a V.O
Yo, we
Yeah you too princess
Unless the restrainin order specifies
At least ten steps
Word placement, is this seat taken?
So sick of waitin' and
Ya'll ain't
Climbin’ ladders, bit by snakes,
roll the dice, don’t know what’s at stake yo,
One
step, two step, three steps, four,
Don’t wanna play this game no more
you all,
you little asses,
fuck you all,
you make me sick,
Fuck you all,
you little asses,
fuck you all,
you make me sick,
Fuck you
Ey yo man don't
tell it how it is or so the shit cunts believe
In that miniscule cerebral, driven by that evil
Spirit up inside 'em, sickness need asylum help
But
hit em with a left blow
Knock em back in time like they chilling with Bill and Ted, yo
To a land before time, T-Rex ho
So many bars you would think
See-see-check, yo
Real sick hearing these pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired
through! (Had to break through!)
Me and yo girl we could have a rendezvous(Ooh)
Man I'm so sick damn I really got Kung Flu
Yeah I'm so sick
Her thighs so
Laughs You good? Aight?
Yo, chill bro!
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So Chaz, from Toro, one of
My favorite artists ever, there
Was this melody that I had
In my head
breaking the code
Might get slimed out by one of my hoes
But you already know how this shit go
So don’t be shocked when they upping them poles
Do what I say
Take it back and forth you wanna tackle more
But say fuck world what it mean then?
So contradicting everything conflicting
All the meaning change by
Yo yo yo
They want that hot shit I am born with more drip than the Tropics
A Prophet telling my premonitions poetically
You not sick Huh well why you
Hypnosis
So explosive, yo' bitch knows it
We the coldest, flow Hypnosis
So explosive, yo' bitch knows it
(You damn right) I'll rip your mothafuckin' heart
But she so real with her feelings he told
Felt her chest and it’s already cold
Don’t get lost in the dream that he sold
Find a shell by the bay will it
there's no pic
Feel like Ne-yo man this lean it got me so sick
Take a pic then bitch go post it
Stomp you out then send my niggas yeah they posted
Shoot my
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