Lyrics:
a Trinnie roughneck!
Throbbin' that pussy like a Tonka toy
'Cause you're fuckin' with a man, not a little boy
{Sho' you right. All pussy ain't good pussy.
an all star and they watching
You an all star and they watching
Private conversation make sure it's encrypted
Late night flights cuz you can't resist it
the soul to get you high
There's good and bad and all sorts in between
The more you look the more it makes you cry
What the hell does it all mean
Will
shots and got money out her ass
Now you can see me in the coupe like what
Next time I'll hit her in that G5 truck
I've got the magic stick, I can go
Cruisers)
Dedicated to the 5's, 850i's (can it be that it was all so simple then?)
(Dedicated to niggas who do drive-bys)
Dedicated to the Lexus
at night
And dollar companies going to South Devon chilli farm
Items published by the emergency lumberjack
Deemed to be really pointless
And the first one
I need)
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (all I need, all I need)
I got a love jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes
the night before New Year's, and all through the fuckin' projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by enemies who put fear
of white nationalists with their
Own needs and wants that can easily be met
In the largest sense
By powerful corporations
But they also want all
Americans
you grow some balls like ms. Mann from Scary Movie
You banned from being mooly
I keep it black gutter white gutter
Chinese gutter by these
a blur
Mother cried, put they hands on her, it was family ties
I heard it all, I should've grabbed a gun, but I was only five
I still feel it weighin'
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know why
7, 8, 9, 11 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know
of the good things that life can bring
We're like brothers now, and that ain't gonna change, no way
And even when things go wrong, they're always by my side
Cheeba cheeba, y'all
You're all (you're all)
Cheeba cheeba, y'all
I need (all I need) (don't stop)
To get by (yeah, yeah)
(W-w-wild, I'm about
only with certified steppers
If you need you some work come to trap money records
You know for my brothers i'm stepping
I'm a demon by heart ima reverend
To be a spot against the sky's colossal gloom
And land deflated in some neighbor's state that's strewn
With ninety-nine others
Eight Chinese brothers
got no time
I don't work a nine to five I work all my life
Getting'em racks up with my broskis
Shut your ass up you don't know me
Late nights I get
again at night
I grew up so poor when my rich uncle died
They read the will and it said I owed that nigga five
I had to share a bed with so many kids it
(JGS Baby)
Known as S.R.R. close to me but afar
You were born to be first create a way for us all
I’m in your top 5 no ghost writin’ my bars
gone, three, four for a piece
My brother hit a lick for five, six keys
Now he got the same AP as me (yeah)
My brother got the same AP as me
I'm
a light
Sent out for 5 bows and got 3 bags of rice
What you know bout loses
Snatched my brother off these cold blooded streets ratted out by his blood I
stands the G.O.A.T
Started making hella LP's
2000, all the way to five, felt free
Because of the hand the label dealt me
But in '06 Fontana helped us
a girl that likes to drink with horses
Knows her Chinese ballet
Must admit you smell like fruity nuts and good grains
When you show my purple gaze
A thousands parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes
Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of lies
Chocula counts by the counts of 5
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