Lyrics:
shrimps
Dikembe Mutombo, blockin' all attempts
Niggaz ain't pimps
Tuggin' elbows, when you walk by
Compliment you on your toes
Heard all the cons now
Well this little mothafucker bout to feel all the doom
And now I pour a little out every time that I drink
Because I think about the people that don't
I was just a passenger a
Rider on the tremors that were shaking all our beds at night
A visitor a stranger thought I
Might pass for a regular if
Huh, pedal to the medal, gonna get ahead
Gonna run another red light in
The dead of the night
Lettin' the light from my
Cellphone distract my eyes
Sexual
tried me
Got they booth smoked (Ha ha ha)
Y'all niggas play these bitches too close
I'm calling plays
He ain't shootin' with that
Seven like he Kukoč
acoustic nerves
When I swerve I'm busting adjectives and verbs at curves
Hear the thunder then I melt the frozen tundra, sank Titanics
Crack solid
Ooo she my little bad thing
On the passenger side in the fast lane
Ooo I love it when you give it to me that way
She know imma boss I don’t never
can fuck with my soul again
They be surrounded by their little men
I be singing to your girl
I'm her only world
If she come around
You know I am a flirt
intoxicated by the every little thing that you do
'Cause I don't see the noise see the noise all around you
I just see you
You know that I don't see the noise
talks, all night long
Well I fell in love with a girl
Yeah I'm in love with our little talks, all night long
Well I fell in love with a girl
And her purple
right
Got him in the hell hole
Living at the speed of light
Praying that the time fly by so
He can see the light
See his kids, meet the wife
All over a ki
Yo, I dedicate this, to yo...
To all my fans, keeping y'all in health
Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himself
Cuz its cruel when you cause
I tried to warn 'em now they gunna
Feel the bitches of the devil's daughter
Horror all because they followed up from sites so quick in sorrow
Y'all don't want, beef
No y'all don't want, that
Get caught up in these streets
Get shot up by them heats
y'all don't want, beef
No y'all don't
nightstand,
What you think of mic stands,
Right now how it sounds I got a very hard hands (oww)
An acoustic band on hand all the time,
All my fans I'm in
Go ahead and pour it up
I need a little more in my cup yeah
Sipping whiskey on the ice tonight
I swear to you this is my last time
I think I had too
There were continuous streaming red lights moving forward all around me
The sensation of floating
Such a smooth, safe sensation, secure
Moving so
was a real girl
Did she die when I woke
I sleep straight through to tomorrow
And look for her till I go broke
I found myself by the highway
That I ride
My phone lights up and I think my heart skips a beat
And everything you say replays in my brain naturally
And when you sit by me it makes it hard
would use tech to hunt whales. Sounds like a train or motorcycle the older sounds, the new sounds are made by male whales only. innovative male. waves
of those little camcorders where you can barely see
And hire someone to throw up all in my jewelry
I feel like ain't nobody around me got my back
I feel
I can roll half a quarter in a 1.5
Smoke it to the head and feel just fine
I can drink a fifth of whiskey by myself in a night
Then chase it with
you, look through to
Inner cities the rich won't move to
The nice parts, they well-protected by a vanguard
The opposite of how these concentration camps
could do no wrong
It all started with a song
Oh, she was drop dead, I was tongue tied
She was over on the passenger side
Parked down by the river
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