Lyrics:
(Hahaha)
We let the music talk (Drought 3)
And by the way (what?)
It's Santana (it's Weezy), I'm back (yeah)
You dudes gotta stand in the mirror
this album and find zero fucking flaws
And I kinda feel like Malcolm the way I picked you off
I think we gonna get this three-peat hit the last two with
somebody walks by they wanna close their nose
Ain't changed yo clothes in three days, and everybody knows
You got some body odor that's a problem
But I got
that
Could pull it off not naming any names
Modeliste: How would you describe
Your personal style?
MGK: I like passing by mirrors or windows
Especially
You're So Beautiful
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the John Denver
Album, and has also been released
me on lock
While the safest of bets, ain't after it
Baking this game, I batter it up
And even it out again
Like I am finishing up my second album
It's
(Verse 1)
I was motivated by Scherff, now I'm killin every verse
Remember when they hated, now my album on they shirt
I got different flows, this
smo krali
Ko li su nam gosti
I kakav nam je flou
Ma opušteno
Tek je album počeo, hajmo
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Helem Nejse
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey,
the White Scales
Teeth so sharp they feel like a bed of nails
3 heads with the details (Ultimate)
Seto Kaiba, I’m fresh as hell (Frebreeze)
Been waiting
The fiends used to scream for my muthafuckin' sacks
I used to cut the lleyo down to the bone
But now I'm killin' niggas on the microphone
Sp-Spice 1 kickin'
nigga delete disorder
I kill you and I kill you and
I kill you and I kill you
How would you feel if spice was to pass the bill
And eat the carcass at will
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leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
your rap
I'm out here, gettin hoes livin fat
While you at home, gettin sweated by your mamma
I bought my mother a house in Atlanta
And you can't
the guts out but to become a serial killer without a doubt all you need is about
Chorus
3rd Verse
The third was a rabbi walking by I hit him with a blade
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
Okay I was born in the mid nineties
At the age of 3 art became my thing
I used to draw everywhere
From the books to the walls even on my skin
My dad
Intro]
im up by 6am 1Rail
Up by 6am Fleak Type
up by 6am
we be on the grind yeah i be
im up by 6am pay the money
up by 6am yeah
up by 6am unhhh
[Featuring Spice 1]
Verse 1 (C BO)
We got the warehouse packed from Lamborginis to Lacs
More ruby an flame pack than metro rap
Got keys
on the mic
The Butter P honey got the sugar, got the spice
Roll the L's tight, keep the rhymes right
Yo, I just made this motherf- up last night
And, uh,
(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture
Two two three three, she don't want me she just love me cause I'm ugly
Hit the cycle in the night though they don't see when I'm about though
Just
tic tac toe
But i got 3 lined up in a row
Sugar spice, everything nice
You can fool me once
But babe you can't fool me twice
Sugar spice, everything
the toe
This ain't tic-tac-toe, but I got three lined up in a row
Sugar, spice, everything nice
You can fool me once but, babe, you can't fool me twice
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