Lyrics:
a fighter, an All-American psycho rapper
I'm Minnie Driver, these girls crazy, there ain't no after
I'm on that Casablanca, watch out homie this is classic
just a fighter, an all-American psycho rapper
I Minnie Driver these girls crazy, there ain't no after
I'm on that Casablanca, watch out homie this is
What they didn't tell you is you come home on a slow train
I'd just as soon remember you the way that I found you
Dancin' by yourself with the stars
day I make the cars and by night I make all the bars
If only they could read between the lines
Now you know I rode the freight train north to Detroit
tell easily
The way she called would've had
Y'all thinking she needed me this woman
She calls a girl over about my age
I look at her and know what I want
laugh
She's the kinda girl
Who changes her mind really quick
She's the kinda girl who
Won't just let things sit
Like two trains on one track
landed clean
Or land a queen
Neo-girls are erection killers
Or should I say erections
Can’t exist when this
Is all there is to work with
In this existence,
Balaclava papí so all you see is the fangs
Phantom of the function the spook who sat on the train
You could feel my presence without knowing my name
holdin' blame for ya
Them niggas'll kill, for real
Picture me stompin' you out, up on a flyin' train
Grip Nikes on, hollow through your hollow brain
I
to willfully walk out that door. Go, if you want
She's young. She's probably an uneducated American. Probably a valley girl
But, if you're going to remain here
Things she do, things she do me I like
Oh my God, shawty dey make me high
All alone every night, girl I want you by my side, walahi, ah ah ah
Ah yah, oh
and I'm feeling alright, I was riding a freight train rolling through the night
Hey girl I want to take you home and make you feel alright, you came into my
train to blow
Just LA said
It was me and bro we was at the store
Me and bro got 50 cent cakes
By the way that I'm bussing they think I'm the lakes
Left
Patrick Bateman: Howard
It's Bateman patrick Bateman
You're my lawyer, so I think you should know
I've killed a lot of people
Some escort girls in
please they girl, or the plan of God
It's all sheep in goat skin camouflage
Can't stand em dawg, cuz they all fake
Like parfaits and bald fades
Everybody
and the glass, come back to me
Leave your bills all unpaid
Let your bed go unmade
Your souffle unsouffled, come back to me
Come by sail, come by freight
In
mine
I know that they lie
I can just read em by all
The snakes in their eyes
a train on full throttle followed by godzilla
followed by a usr rocket my money so fire it give me
real hot pockets try to hate on sod aww bitch stop
it my
dope and weed
Glenwood projects - we living the American dream
Screaming "hey pelican" � trains of coke on my cock
Handle bars like "Vivica"
Heart a Song for Rita
Takin' the Heart Train i Love You Rita
You were always the one in my head
Now let's talk about my real
Friends in the business
that's filled with cocaine
A kilo for every train
I'm surrounded by girls
Ready to tend to a squirrel
Found me a cocoa butter goddess, and I'm loving her
writing music. I figured I wouldn't start with Christmas music though. I did something All-Americans look towards first when they think of the holiday
devils girl they lairs
They fear you cause of the power we don't recognized we have inside us
That's why when eyes cut the corners they usually follow
when I call you by that pet name
Gon' be up in it when I stand up in that wet thang
Piece and chain, full of diamonds
Gettin paper the American way
Sable
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