Lyrics:
Poor White Folks [Instrumental]
Uncle Pen Album
By Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys
The entire album is 'Instrumental'. These include tracks:
1.
the attitude
LA from the beach to the avenues
Gradual became all of a sudden
All of them fronting the future in it
The rules infinite
The one who never knew no
Crank up the volume, what you value lately?
The album out it sounds amazing and production wavy
They love to hate me
It wasn't cause I hung around
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
hold true for any state
Yeah talk shit if you want to
Thinking that you know what I’ve gone through
Dropped five albums, not one feature
Boy I stand
and
Nigga I'm home on these charts, y'all niggas visitin'
It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap
I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy
Get up,
I ride by, when I ride by
New kicks, new sneaks, fresh as fuck on the beach
Bad bitch, Georgia peach, turn a nerd to a freak
Make a nigga rest in
Calis all that thats why im camping
Out here for right now
Because the moneys goodplus i get to kick
It with the boys in the hood
Holly wood remind
If you are where you start, I wonder who they'll be
Growing up on a beach beneath refineries
Hardworking dad and mom, Legos, no dog
A yard of rocks,
guard... and finishing
("That's enough overdramatics. Give me that gun before someone gets hurt.
Stand by...")
With, uh, the beach woman clad in
(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois)
Hot sun and tan / yeah, dontcha just scream
Boy, what sand / sand sand sand / say cheese
Paddle boats / surf ladies in
eyes and showed me
You took me by surprise and floored me
We walked to school together
Just a boy and a girl
We talked through all kinds of weather
ladies and gentle men
This is errm the YBNL Album if you don’t know the meaning odikwa
Y Yahoo boy no Laptop yes ermm
This album is very interesting very
Fucked up Chingy's song
Afro-mother fuckin-man cant stand no mother fuckin Ying-Yang Twins
I think Lil John and the Eastside Boys is an ignorant,
boy cap more than Mitchell and Ness
I just smoked a whole blunt now I need me some sex
I wake up everyday feeling blessed
Not sponsored by Nike but I'm
Saturday night by the beach
Only seafood he eats
My whole body a feast
Broke bitch you are not a treat
Last night I was on the island
With a tech billionaire
The first time the phone rings to my ear, I'm elusive, man
California saw me really fuckin' faded, man
Eye to eye in a passion dance
Secret boy
unrecognized
Nobody stopped me I was never surprised
By anybody's actions or by an ex-lover's eyes
And this felt good
And this felt so right
Some people like to get away
Some people like to get away
Take a holiday from the neighbourhood
Take flights in Miami beach or to Hollywood
But
person now they approach with homage
A bunch of red shirts offended by the coaches comments
Lately they compensate me with blood, I don’t do gold
you are
Boys better not miss
Hurry up and take your piss
Better not miss your chance
Ima write it off like an advance
Better not miss your shot
Album
The lion queen is Hollywood
I'll rule the world with charm and cool
You know I am astrology freak, baby
And that's all that this album's gonna be
But
I'm jus' tryna get by quick
I'm tryna drop my shit
I just wanna know when I'm gon' get my hit
Patience ain't enough I get it
I hope y'all respect my
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