Lyrics:
Shyheim (T.M.F. #2)
Twenty-seven (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Wu-Tang (Stapleton, Killarmy)
Shyheim (T.M.F., Trife the under structure)
Word (What's
you sang the hokey pokey twice
But this the main event, can't tell me that I ain't a prince
A one-hit wonder to your girl cause I came and went
But
on everything I do, ask my girl
Call the cops I don't give a f***, I travel all around the world
Wake up, too late for breakfast
I need a lunch meal
My
gonna get in trouble
This is not happening anymore"
So before he had sent me back to LA
That day I met this girl Gabby
Who I then started dating
the
Cameras and the damn mics before Facebook
Before Twitter and Instagram lights
Worldstar, Vlad
Youtube and all' em damn sites
I ain't battled in 12 years
But
to introduce myself
Queen L-A-T-I-F-A-H is my name
Jersey, what's poppin', we ain't gon' stop and
Keep'em heads boppin', the remix droppin'
Big girl, big
down 55 like is it , a way that I can stay ?
F*ck it back to work but for sure we gotta set another date, but does she feel this way
Fast forward
children are hard to please today
Cause they're searching for some type of easy way
But there's not, so who's at fault here?
So think about the lesson being
world today
When I'm deceased, I want my little baby girl to say
That he was real
He loved me with all his heart
He loved mama too
Even though they
paint
Like, ya we all know this, but you realize it's getting worse, like, it's getting way worse
Pretend like everything's ok, but it's not, because
for them today
Cuz once class ends
I'll be camping out by my locker
At the end of the F wing
Patiently Waiting to shoot every Kid
In the head
As soon
suggest it be best if we get by
I'm willing to geese 'em if they feeling a threesome
I'm pulling up in the GT before the dealers release them
I ain't
by
I'm willing to geese 'em if they feeling a threesome
I'm pulling up in the GT before the dealers release them
I ain't with the blazay blah
Hi,
Dear mom and dad
Dear friends of mine
The few that I've ever had
I swear, I've tried everything
Can't stand when these thoughts
Are back
(cant do
the next bullet end up?
There is no funeral procession
Going on here today
Unless it’s led by Fred Wesley
Gardner trumpeting a lively version
When
me, bcby
I could be girl i could be hct
I could be anything, I could be everything
I could be mom
As long as I'm your hccker
As long as I'm your
and girl you're so fine
And I would do whatever in no time, no shine (let me hold you)
It's what your comin' with, but I'ma change all that
Rearrange
what the f**k is the move now
See, I made this song for a reason. I'll explain it later
But for now lets focus on the sh*t that I ain't seeing
Like
the gay community
As you can imagine
All these unexpected events not only helped
Me become the daring woman
That stands before you
But it also reminded me
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
many said I'll never make it
But you laughed at em
Grace covered everything
Boy you betta ask Adam
I serve a God that will never fail
Beni Swa Letènèl
and girl you're so fine
And I would do whatever in no time, no shine (let me hold you)
It's what your comin' with, but I'ma change all that
Rearrange
all out of Eden,
Wearing designer fig leaves by Louis Vuitton
Make-believing
But God sees through my foolish pride,
And how I'm weak like Adam, another
ever gonna stop?
Hurt people, they hurt people
So give me everything you've got
You might get lost, but you're no loser
And you might get used, but
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