Lyrics:
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
(Hit-Boy)
(G. Ry got me)
Ayo, Hit-Boy, man
I need to roll up some of that fronto you got, man
I be seeing you smoking
Yo, how that I.E. weather?
Young Savage this motherfuckin' mink jacket (21)
VVS look like a star, yeah
I took the top off the car
We don't abide by the law (no)
You don't know
boy off okay that was my sin
We gone chop that boy top for playing wit big ben
He gone talk that lil talk won't say shit when we spin
We gone put his
We made fun of your musical taste for so long
Now you're gone
John Denver, Billy Joel
Posthumous duet CD of Nat King Cole
For Leon Redbone there
screened
Just well schemed
I'm trying to have wealth for
My well being by 18 pockets healthy green
What the fuck is 12 beans?
I need the cake and cream
the one but you ain’t my size silly
You're a sheep to the wolves, I’m the goat, like billy
I’m the goat, like billy, boy. Don’t act silly boy
Don’t dilly
Whoa whoa whoa
Ladies and gentlemen
This, is a Jazze Phizzle, T.I. collaborangelle
King of the south, oh boy
Jazze Phizzle, T.I., Grand Hustle daddy
wondered then as I watched these men
Who flouted King George's might
Would redcoat hordes with
Their glittеring swords
Wreak vengeancе in the night?
Then
Young player nigga you can sell by my aura
Fresh than a bitch stay dripping in Dior
Then I got bored so a plane I aboard
In a king size bed I was
Brizzy Brizzy
Yeah I'm Nino Brown but them niggas call me Brizzy Brizzy
Got the best white so the boys in blue busy
Uh heart pause when they take that hit
and my diamonds blue
Keep a dime chick like 5 times 2
I be killin these haters when
I slide by through
Like a drive by do in a sky dive coop
Flyin,
the time of our lives
We were born and raised in a summer haze
Bound by the surprise of our glory days
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But
fucks to a nigga hatin' on me
Got so much ice you'd think my jeweler flaked on me, God damn
Hold on, money so old, check his colon
Knot so fat Ben
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
think about it nigga, life or death
Life of a cracker
I’d like to hang you by the neck
Do you wanna see the boys in jet
Or you wanna see them runway jets?
missed it
here it is It's Fern-e and I'm back with my dick up in
Your face So tell me how it tastes, so one more time
Bitch your boy's back
Uh, I'm goin'
BIZARRO,MARCOS VALLE,DUDU FRANCA,CELSO BLUES BOY,
HILDON,LADY ZU,TOTO,EMILIO SANTIAGO,MOISES DA ROCHA,SANDRA DE SA,
ROBSON JORGE E LINCON OLIVETTI,MIGUEL DE DEUS
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
out on the scene
They took out the kings now these lil niggas all E.B.K deadly as edi Amin
Pop up like spring bumping that Tina Marie plotting on my
young and I'm strong
And cause I'm capable of making a platinum LP
Wrong you was, you assumed I was all in
But boy is for balling they'll never say I'm
like Flash
Can't fuck with young niggas been getting this cash
Since 11 years young I was raised by my brothers
Lost my daddy cause he was shot by my
Police siren
Camera; click click click click
Wow, young silk
Boy out done yourself to this time!
Why you back on slim?
Spread your arm wide
And pin
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