Lyrics:
B.E.V best remember the name
Never been that guy who fled from the jakes
I'm a good kid, white boy like Aitch
Talk all the talk it ain't getting me
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
Dressed up all in white and grey
His back pack right beside him
With many turns and ups and downs
But still it feels like flying
The path he knows he'll
flow no mo
Diamonds sing shining
So la
See what I did there
Black ts white low
And you know I can't forget the os
I just landed
Bills go start look
did
When I was a little kid
Had to get it how i live
Down with hood
Causing some trouble
Was up to no good
All in my bubble
Like nobody should
But
looked up and noticed this white haired old man
He was dressed kinda shabby and he walked with a cane his voice was shaky and low
I had to look twice
the wrong girl
I sneak in and see your friends
And her snotty little family, all dressed in pastel
And she is yelling at a bridesmaid
Somewhere back
the wrong girl
I sneak in and see your friends
And her snotty little family, all dressed in pastel
And she is yelling at a bridesmaid
Somewhere back
I run laps around all these neeks
Watch my baby beg me to stay while I get dressed, slide in the uber dripping
Step past the bouncers with all my ice
better get dressed real quick
Runnin’ full force in my Forces, my shoes was white, then brown
Replayin' my visions so much, my eyes don’t shine nearly
Tell em put they hands up
Like I told em freeze
Its a robbery I want the jewels and the cheese
Its necessary get this doe by any means
Its
The boom of the mic dude
The loom of the fruited
Plains
Shoot, executive
Big shots in their suited
Up, feathers and tar
Would suit them well
Straight to help
white T
Without hey there dhalila
Not the boss
I’m all sauce
Ed up
Jobes stuck in jail
From a magic fail
Buster lost his hand To a seal
Same type
Always in sight i stay in the scopes
Reelin in green its tied to a rope
Dressed in all white i look like the pope
No one can find me island remote
Seems like tomorrow
Never came how you want
Faces outlined in the chalk
Faces outlined in the chalk, yeah
Felines, they follow
Dressed in the plastic
bells ring and all is alright
For the angels sing for the unknown bride
Dressed in white
Dressed in white
Saturday rain broke by the sun
A river
a little closer
Standing in the front, let me creep by the shoulder
Dressed undercover so I caught him by surprise
He said a couple things while I looked in
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
girl all dressed up so sweet
And the way that she was stacked I wish I'd've had a Cadillac
For who would notice me just drivin' this model T
I was
years later got a thirty tier caper
To shoot up the scene and scheme
Plot, broken all down to two rounds of scotch
A pound means now and we too down
even check the price B
She said you so enticing lipstick up on my white tee
Leaking substance from this drip they thought Aye came here by sea
Aye, aye
a junk food junkie
Good lord have pity on me
Well, at lunchtime
You can always find me
At the Whole Earth Vitamin Bar
Just sucking on my plain white
the enemy
And they don't know shit about their history
'Cause they ain't teaching that in school
Leave it up to them coons, and all that's cool
Let
up, bitch, ain't no trick or treat
Gotta watch people there, suck you dry like a leech
Gotta go in for the win, cause you know we play for keeps
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