Lyrics:
& Snatch ya' hoe
Put 3 holes right in his head, you know what that is? That's a tic-tac-toe
Put my big boots on, know I'm real snotty so I just go
That nigga
There's a picture of a happy couple
In a frame on a mantle in a house
Piece by piece they put their world together
Some kids a mortage and a pair
pay for loving you
Do I love her any more
Or is it loneliness that I feel
Do our hearts still beat as one
Or are we held together by the years
The price
have lasted forever
Who knew we lacked glue to stick together
I find it so hard to keep my head up
Good morning good morning
Good morning good morning
(snakes) the wicked (snakes)
One to the head, for goodness sake
Somebody was flakin', snakin', and mistakin'
And when I find out, I'm bound to start
Yeah!
And if i was to die an untimely make sure you post pictures of me smiling
Nigga dont play me i got a nice smile
Aint no roof over the head but
on
In 1885 when
a man by the name of Benz
put three wheels together and an engine too
He had no idea it could be the death of you
But we keep on rolling
(Buh buh buh buh bip)
Along with Fresh
[Raps]
If you's a gangsta homey bop ya head, let 'em hang
I see ya shake it shawty, gon girl, do ya thang
To the top with a baddie by my side and you know she a diva
I done made my own wave, I don't follow no trend, man a leader
Got to stack it up tall
duct tapin' these big clips
When we together you know how bloody this shit gets
It's been a while since niggas been stabbed on TV
Now BET and MTV
slit by my cross bow
I throw low blows enough and I cuts like a Ginsu
You want to hoo-ride, do you know what you're gettin' into?
I don't think so I
In October 2015, I was out in the yard
I just finished splitting up the scrap two-by-fours into kindling
I glanced up at the half moon pink chill
it called me back
Forget my pride shit I even quit my job
For the one that I love to work music
Recognised by my art that I spill in my game
Pour my
Models and dimes, ugly hoes follow inside
Proud of my dick and mad chicks swallow my pride
Getting head jobs from strippers
Twisted off the eggnog
little voice in the back of your head,
That's always been there, but tonight it says:
The days are getting shorter, the air is getting colder,
(mama)
But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama (yeah)
In single parenthood there I stood (uh)
By the time she was twenty-one, had another
(mama)
But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama (yeah)
In single parenthood there I stood (uh)
By the time she was twenty-one, had another
experience the cowboy way!
Southern life has always been warmhearted and polite
Even after Quick Draw, cowboy bids you "good night"
Work together as big
kickflip
If this spit kick you a probably flip too this
My skateboard exclusive you probably got a
premade complete with the lines I put together how can
were not from there
You kicked and you screamed and you pushed me aside
And you said get out and find your own ride
Why oh why can we not ride together
videogames
Got 2 tattoos because of those days
Don't remember any of the rage
By all the good times, it was outweighed
Showed me the music I listen to
Papa
sense never common and voices are getting stronger
Then the futures only getting farther
Another generation influenced by the fornication
Hating,
When I see you passing by
Something calls me
And I know life is bigger
And I know life is bigger
When all the leaves fall out on our heads
And rain
violence and the violent taketh by force
So we gotta come together as the body of Christ and declare that we are not backing down
Satan whatever you're
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