Lyrics:
Road Trip Music
cin't Darwezy made this beat
Made this beat
Fucking with the squad
It ain't no fine
Me and all my homies
Boy, we really bout that
you're trying to sleep
And suddenly it's there with you
A demonic presence
For no reason at all
(You weren't thinking about demons)
Out of nowhere
you a tip
You move so sexy, I love the way you wiggle
Your titties bounce around and
Your big booty jiggles
Make the video, it's official
Throw
and grinded, knew no one could mess with me
Then that summer, think we dropped like seven videos
Had like five in a week, it was weak, but life goes on
But
just love my bitches taking videos all the time
Wants me to be her Only Fan but she won't charge a dime
I come around with a lot of hoes
Groupies, want
they? Hell yeah, shoulda saw
the ones last week at the mall, hella raw
And all tryin to come up, like video queens
So fine they make some of us do
dropped by the cops
I'm bad, understand me with the game I kick
I got crazy bitches like a Trojan on my dick
Yo Hobb we got more rep than Lucky Luciano
for "Broken Wings" Music Video
Opening shot: A young girl (Around 10 years old) sitting alone in a dark room, holding a stuffed animal. She looks sad
And if someone picks up you can talk all the shit you want about me
Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key
And I'll be sure to get
put your arms around me
Hold me, hold me
Listen to what I sing
Your skin touches mine
All that I want to think about
Holding you deep in my arms
Like
doesn't matter
I'm going to turn my TV on
'Cause everything looks beautiful on video
No point in talking now
I'm gonna have to escape by cathode ray
Definitely did take a long time
2020 been a sad year
Wasn't gon' even do this
But I think that y'all needed me after everything that been goin'
it, throw it a boss wanna see it
Just give me a call and I'll beat it
I'll be all where your seat is
Mary jane got me moving slow, I blow that by
For the cold and darkened streets,
To live in NYC,
When I skate around the streets, just me, myself, and I, and all my perfect fantasies.
I was talking
Cash rules everything around me
I ain't claiming I'm street
I'm just saying everything that surrounds me is concrete
In the 'burb a lot, ride all
from this side to that side
East side, West side, your side, my side
It's all about being funky man
Aiyyo give me that microphone
It's Heavy D
a couple or two Christopher, eat your custard creams All you do is like to take my videos after calling me memes You spend your money on Fortnite You can't
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
Curtains of My Life Hugo Helmig 1049
Tell Me to Stay Hugo Helmig 1282
You Make Me Feel Hugo Helmig 1190
Boys Don't Cry Hugo Helmig 1017
All That I Need Hugo
(send that bread, nigga)
Mike said, "You cappin'"
Steph like, "Give me a second
I'm finna send a video, nigga, look at this message"
He get the video
featuring Mystikal Silkk the Shocker
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
to get me
Shoes and a gown and crown to give me
Satan try to bring us down but miss me
God rules everything around me
Can't nobody clown or diss me
It'll
to me, that shit be all stupid
They shoulda let Martin Luther
King be president
He woulda at least had white
People try and be cool
In white towns, they
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