Lyrics:
We all dream one day we kings and queens
We all dream one day we kings and queens
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream
My nigga made
Alright my king
Lord and friend that's whom you're to me
Shout it loud to kING of kings
And LORD of Lords
Shoo ebaa ul
Ona na na na na na nah
O
successful
They'll use your past against you
We can't even be human
We can't even make mistakes
Everyone's a dick
But won't cum say it to your face
We spend
directly affects them, I can’t fucking stand it!
[01:13.37] Let that black king grow, let our black queens live!
[01:16.87] Let that black king grow, let
nigga) Let's do some shit nigga
We can turn this motherfucker into Dodge City motherfucker
Nigga I don't give a fuck nigga, can't you tell bitch?!
[Bizzy
knew the fella could play
Dig him
By the things he heard his right hand say
(Now, we're gonna romp)
(There was no doubtin' that the man could swing)
ballin'
I'm ready for round two, it's a circus
Show me what that clown mouth do
The whole city come and make the townhouse move
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
outrun me, cant even lace up
How you gonna tweet all that, irl ain't say nun
Big bb belt on my waist for a bigger gun
Big bb belt on my waist for my blade
that's fake news
Shooters sliding think b.b. King everybody gone get the blues
My shooter get'a pay raise if everybody there make the news
Niggas steps
the story of how we recorded it and what went wrong when we did it. It happened in Switzerland, the song, a thing called Smoke On The
Water, this one.
[Chorus]
But I'm the king
I'm the king of groove
Yes I'm the king
I'm the king of groove
He's the king of groove (I can't lose)
(Summon the royal
This one's for all my,
Real Star Wars heads
We gon' make Star Wars
Make it Great Again
This one's for all my,
Real Star Wars heads
We gon' make Star
kill off all the kings? (They killing all the kings)
Every other night a different murder scene (it's another murder scene)
Every other night
Only hundreds in my wallet, ain't no ones or twos
Take my seat like B.B. King, I'm just gon' play the blues
Only baddies in my crib, it ain't no ones
Don't got all day
Ya'll should get in line
Take it we make it
King of the court don't you fucking mistake it
I know that you hate it but you can't resist
that, all that, yeah, yeah)
Make you think you in photos, what up?
I be taking cacties to the face, it turned me to a beast
Heard the opps outside, we
're here to bring tiding of comfort and joy
Three kings, everybody stand up and make noise
When we show up to the party they part the way for us
I know it's
(She don't want me, she want purses)
She like my wave, come and surf it She don't want me, she want purses
Can't fuck with me, left the last nigga
for some reason, really hit it off with the old guy, the whole deal would've been a bust. We could see the anger in the Panda King's eyes as he
My trues brought a style that's unfound and you can feel it naturally.
But we ain't no magicians.
Really ain't no thing to make a fraud disappear.
the head no bb's
Make her fuck for the F like Wheezy
I know she need me
Like please
She ain't used to seeing blood
All these bitches want to see me and be me
sickenin'"
If you not runnin' some top, we not gon' keep kickin' it
No Ceilings 3
Lil Wayne and Drake, let's go
Ayy, the blues is now kickin'
me
We put on designer belts can't rock no B.B. Simon
We be up all night it surprise me when the sun up
She want more than one night she say get your
no guns
All we need is the armor of God
Then it's done
Faith check
Helmet check
Breastplate check
Are your loins girded yet
Sword of the Spirit
Make
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