Lyrics:
was always the shoulder she'd cry on
Now I get to see how pretty she is when she wakes up
I get to see how perfect she is with no makeup
I can see
my room
You'll be walkin' bow leg
I can keep your body comin' like a C.T.A.
You're dealin with a true baller baby
Givin' you the keys to my
feelings gettin' mad
Like a chick, baby, where's your stacks
See, what you don't understand
Is I won't be hurt again
Won't ever let another come in and make
I see, I see
Engulfed in your loving
And I want to give you something
Know when you need
Someone to keep it one hundred
And I see you got
I want to see more happy people
I want to see more happy people
Where are all those happy people?
I want to see more happy people
Happy peoples
did I see (what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(What did I see, what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me
Niggas think that they can see me
That means I'm on the top
I'm not a rapper I'm a trapper
A spitter I'm a getter
I be posted on the block
Getting guap
OCD
I'm triple OG 'round this bitch, they call me OG Three
It's me and Mac, he like Shaq, but I'm Kobe B
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
It's this thing now, that's driving me wild
I gotta see what's up, before it gets me down
It's this thing now, that's driving me wild
I gotta see
7al drogue o kitsennawni b7al drop
Jay ntferga3 b7al blow
Ghangheberhoum b7al block, bitch ra fat l7al drok
Il y a que des regards agressifs (yeah)
Mais c
think, I like money the best
Jeannie used to take me out
Drivin' up and down the street
And every time you'd see us, we'd be different
She had that
Permissive slaves
To their methods of greed
From our needs
The leeches feed
When will you see?
We'll never be free
While we sanction
This
that taste as bad as you
Swallowing my tongue sounds like the best in store for me
It's got to be for me
So long, see you in good time
This is my
vividly
All of you suckas was talkin' 'bout killin' me
All of you suckas is still in the little league
These little bitches be on my line
They see yo'
through my windshield when it gets too cold out
Her mom's a lawyer, her dad's a pastor
When I grow up I think I'll be some kind of rapper
See she's more
amour, j'fais pas qu'encaisser
Quand le cœur parle, nan, pas b'soin de Twitter
C'est la plus belle, elle a les cheveux jusqu'en bas du dos
Des fois,
Han, ici mon pote la drogue est dure
C'est hasch', be-her, coke, procédures
Pour prendre de l'air faut prendre des thunes, putain
Monsieur Dupont
of me, who'd have guessed
The things that were to come from reflections of what used to be
It amazes me to see what has come of me
Still but yet in
Fréchette, les Turcotte et les Matte
C'est b'en plate,
Eux aussi s'acclimatent
mais avec ton accent de mal – l'axe du malheur
Tu viens d'où ?
Je viens
I've been loving you for many years
I know every inch of your body
I know the things that really turn you on
And I don't want to ever be without
meet
Hoping to forget
Sadness and regret
Hatred, you compete
Feeling incomplete
Never know who will be
The people that you see
I cannot
reality
Show up now to be the face that I see
Fill my life with peace and variety
Cross the floor to where I met you before
Catch me, come let me love
on them folks
Every time them girls see us
They be like
Ooh, it's wet
[Chorus: DJ Paul]
I got that candy
(It's wet)
I got that candy
(It's wet)
I
Sometimes clouds, sometimes waterfalls
Life can be unpredictable
Sometimes "hello", sometimes "see ya 'round"
My heart spins like a merry-go-round
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