Lyrics:
all the gods
With thousands and cars
No more hustlin', now we can open up bars
To wash all this money clean
Nigga, it's the American dream
But it ain't
[Chorus: Phiness]
Open your eyes up, people can`t you see?
It`s gettin` harder by the day for you and me
All my life I`ve seen so much misery
Can there
Overwhelmed by joy and I can't hide it
Livin' it easy, easy livin' it all
Roll up a fat one, no one within a yard (yeah)
I'm with good friends and it's so
you doing for a band would you switch your plans for me
Shake it twerk it
Bust it open trick do a cart wheel on the dick
You like rapping what that
BOOM
I'm greeting em'
With a boom
When the saints go marching in
I know the the devil's plans are doomed
He can't block my plan
He know I'm Heaven sent
I am above the scale
Question my rising
Of course you will
I will prevail
Keeping it real
There's No need to vent
I got plans on buying a house
Headbussa by Lil Scrappy
I can get active
c family man but a change of plans I can get active
Yea
My potnaz riding if they catch me and hold me down captive
I dey feel say you dey like to see
Oh yeah oh yeah yeah
Sake of this ting no be vanity
Cos baby girl I plan to
Take you were you wan' go
Anytime you
That's right, that's right, monsieur
Keep walking this way!
You can't win her, not by making her your prisoner
Raoul
No, stay back!
I'm here,
heart to see her have to wait
And cancel all the plans she made to celebrate
I can count on her to take it with a smile
And not a frown
She knows that
takin' back
[Chorus]
We ain't stealin' we're just takin' back
Very simple plan of attack
It's our job and a labor of love
Take it home to the up
By Bill Chadwick and John Chadwick
The king of Zor, he called for war
And the king of Zam, he answered.
They fashioned their weapons one upon one
can't hurry home again.
If the good Lord worked all night a-makin' me a female plan, I'd say, "No, thanks, Lord. I'll just keep Ann."
How could I ever
Oh Yeah I remember her
I ain't see her in while though
Hope she doing good
When we was young she was mad fly
Turning heads as she past by
And even
a bitch put in overtime blind by the wrist
Mind to get rich yeah I'm in a different zone
RIP Bean yeah this life all hit or miss
A different zone you
grill so I could
Remind myself
Yah
I'm from the gudda
And I'll never disguise myself
Not at all
I'm really out here
By myself
Yah
Really out here posted
and go throw it
Hustle up triple come home and go stow it
Y'all wouldn't know it
Fam who you raised by
Bet I'm still rich when the fame die
Silk fabric out
in 京都
津波 Wave how they riding the flow
What they be saying I really don't know
All about my plans and on where I'm gone go
All about that thinking I'm
nigga by law
SLife
SLife
Dope ass nigga by law
SLife
Oh you disrespectful
Dope ass nigga by law
Plan that shit go far
Gotta stay prayed up to my God
Just
know who they fit
Who to feed with a stick, which dogs to hit with the Vick
And even that's all self-defense
Now be this, by my side I have my toes,
Money on my mind all the time
It ain what it seem
Out my pocket I got some bread
I still need some cheese
No matter what imma make it
By any means
dawn
Dead by dawn
Don’t need old man scratch
We’ve got a plan to hatch
Put the moonshine in the still
We’ll drink any old swill
And it’s a one way
it, by yourself and stand up on your own two feet
Look at me I'm star-studded, all because I punch that clock
Burnin straights out on the block, givin
on the creep down by Vick's weed spot(So what! )
Made a U-ey up the hill plus a change of plans
I had to hurry back so I could warn my man
Ya had me stressin
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