Lyrics:
she's sleep getting woke up by the cops in the back
By a dumpster didn't even greet 'em with fear, grinning ear to ear, said "my husband meeting me here"
a flight, in a G-4-7
Spend the night, in a East Coast setting
I'm so hot dog, I need more relish
2004, watch B.C. fetish
[Hook - 2x]
[Paul Wall]
When
I'm back and I'm winnin
These niggas not finna do what im livin'
Got two bitches in the back and they twinnin
Yeah we not takin no Ls we keep winnin
like he says in his songs He's still first place
Fin to this run shit summer by summer
He feel like Mase
Back in ninety eight, take what's yours,
crazy on the phone, bring n****s to your home
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you
and Misdemeanour
Know we can't stand the rain
Let's bring the pesos stack 'em up by the case load
Cause we can reload, cock back and explode
Cock
Don't leave me in all this pain
Don't leave me out in the rain
Come back and bring back my smile
Come and take these tears away
I need your arms
nigga he's doom
Yeah I'm killing wid a passion
T about to blast them
Like Redman time for some action
If he come through the back attack him
Let me slap
breaking you, breaking you, breaking you, breaking you)
I wanna try make her feel at home
I'll bring her back home
And make you feel your lovin' again
Bring
Bringin' her back
Bringin' my baby back home
So buddy take a ten don't worry 'bout the windows
I can see enough to get me by
Forget about the change I
Yeah whole lot of gang shit
You already know what the fuck goin' on
Free Kaleb
I'm by myself and I'm fine with that (Yeah)
Money bring problems, no
Paul gone hit the bell
When I pull up at Casita
Claze Azul
The booth is on fire
Got to hop into the pool
Polo Gonna snap
When you get him on the track
and they controlled by the fuckin' money
But, I come from nothin', and for that right reason
I don't give a fuck 'bout goin' back to nothin'
And, it heart
the culture?"
"Why don't you bring it back to the Bentleys"
"That old school club, not the car"
By the way, can I hold your show?
Gottz pour out some
King James,
Cause ya boy bringin it home, now bring it home
HOOK: 1:07 - 1:30
Where did the time go
Where did my mind go
I spent so long tryna get here
so that she could look fly for you
But lie to you, in a minute
I bet every time he turned his back anotha
Nigga was up in it
Yeah, I seen him up
(Ay, look)
(But you can't get there)
M-O-N-E-Y (yeah, it's good just to be back)
Never did a thing for L-O-V-I-N (it's good to be seen back
just hittin' them ribs, uh
Knock him out, knock him out
Logan Paul, yeah, I did it all
I am a star, so wait until the phone is ringing
Get the call
Hot
house of fraud
Thieves, liars, many more
Geryon landed on
First pouch of Malebolge
I will speak unwillingly
But I recall thine accent
Brings me back some
him out of stripes
On a four yard walking down a number
He can call me anytime he got my number
I'm a put him on I'm a bring him back
I'm a compensate
asked him this
Save my soul
I just need you to save my soul
Till you bring me home
Save my soul yea
I just want you to save my soul
Jesus
Save my soul
I
I'll bring forth order, justice and restore
My reign, which is mine by right one day
And slay all who stand in my way
I was to face The Unknown
So I
stopping
Less the lord want bring me home
Finna split it when i get it
For the ones that helped me grow and
Yea im bout blow yeaaa
Tell em adios yeaaa
Flyer
meant to get a scan
But today I think she's going home early
Tryna talk to Jason, tell him 'bout the kid
Addressing any reservations
Have that
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