Lyrics:
a star
Like a mime these niggas copy my bars
R Kelly, haters I pee
Bad one then I pree
im tapping my g
I'm tellin man bro like "how can't you
attitude
Verse 1:
I spit that slick shit like K-Y Jelly
Out for the mail like Melly
I'm fucking you tonight before R-Kelly
My bitches dance with their belly
Tropf am Mix ist am Chillen
Fidjikris ist am Chillen
(Chill man, ch-ch-chill, chill, chill)
Dynamite
Oh, ah, ja
Ich sag:
Samy Deluxe am Mikrofon,
on the way man I swear we gone blow
Just running up Jacksons li nigga I ain't talking bout Bo
Diamonds like piss, nigga R Kelly
Money real tall real tall,
a bitch that was dancin', makin' R. Kelly go viral
Ayy, I'm sexy as fuck, and I'm freaky (and I'm freaky)
Get whoever I want, eeny-meeny (yeah)
Why
the cops is comin' nigga
You better get to runnin' nigga
Toss the handgun, before the man come
It's not game of R. Kelly
Run up on twenty-six and seven,
the cops is comin' nigga
You better get to runnin' nigga
Toss the handgun, before the man come
It's not game of R. Kelly
Run up on twenty-six and seven,
Recognition, upload, no permission employed
Fax gang, flawless tracks, man bass booms, snares crack
Bring the rat-at-tat-tan madman, act bad, catch me with
visitin' no beyond the beats
To lyrics you are listenin'
Everything I am is probably
Everything they not so
You can call me Moon Man
I have no plan
I just
(It's Cosmos Radio)
Ayy, yo
Ayy, yo, pass that joint over here I wanna smoke one time
I got some shit to get off my mind, respectfully, ha
Uh,
This life (This life)
I'yee aya'm na afu na street now is too bad (now is too bad)
The street di real the street will kill Stay calm (hee stay calm)
Onye
sound
she better hope, that you better mind
mix me over my, debt (left,let?) be wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide! (whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!)
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of everything you thought was progress
And that was bullshit, I mean your life is full of turmoil
You spoiled by fantasies of who you are
I feel bad for you
I
throw it back so steady
Are you ready, breathin' heavy
Time movin' slow but you throw it back so steady
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like
in a bad way.
Get like this, better get up out of my way!
Let me tell you how I came up,
Beats in the basement, man I really came up.
Now I'm gettin'
Who do we know that can drive? (Sloppy Kelly can!)
Raise your dollar beers to the sky (put em up!)
Busting out my dance moves, yeah I da man
Sunday
man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
I'm as bad bad as Leroy Brown Brown
Yo I'm a pro pro but not a noun noun
If you got beef beef then you'll get
I just wanna do some illegal shit right now
Me, I'm not really in the mix right now
I heard my mans going on colder than cold
Tell 'em I'm about
leading my mind to a misconception
Misconstrued god damn, I was expecting bad news
These subtleties are mans muse, I zoom in on these damn views
I found
Who We Are
Written by Anthony Parker & Chris Cape
Hook
Don’t go throw it away I want you to stay come and see who we are, who we are…
Turn
Elliott shit (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, hands on the dial tone
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Jump when you hear them speakers left it off (Off)
the scene like Machine Gun Kelly
Two to the head about four cross the belly
Steady givin' niggaz the runs
Fuckin' clam put your fists down and go for
she twerk[02:47.42]Put in work[02:48.39]Instagram, she gon' lurk[02:50.30]I'm the man, watch her squirt[02:52.29]Got me pissed like R Kelly
watched you beat up this nigga on Kelly, shit i got the chills
My god man, i thought you was ill
Wanted to be just like you so i copped a Mazda just
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