Lyrics:
Remember 19 album I remember every album
Every single time to unreleased I know it any hour
So don't ask me if I do cuz I saw close to every outcome
I been going now
I think all my haters finally notice now
Just made another album prolly throw it out
Know I’ll make another, I ain’t slowing down
of latitude
"Sinister" *repeated*
"You tell the angels in heaven you've never seen
An evil so singular personified as you being hit
In the face by the man who
as fuck)
Midnight chills when i'm by myself (Midnight chills)
Midnight chills when i'm with the bros (With the bros)
No matter where i'm at when its night, i
headphones on
They 'Beats by Dre' I can't hear her
Fell so hard its slippery
And your feelings don't mean shit to me
We broke up and you choked up
And now
Nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah
Yeah
Just light up the jeeb let me hit that
Roll up a wood at the kick back
I take a xanny I can't nap
To all
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the Autograph Album, and has also been released on the Greatest Hits Vol 3, John Denver
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
I see the crystals in the smoke
No na, baby girl don't you choke
Made an album my first year
By God's grace OTM we going clear
I ain't lazy
Do what I
proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all better not me fuckin' with me
Who, him? Yeah,
bonin' out
Yeah you know it, Bobby told me before
Keep the heat by the side of the door
Ready for military war
Numerous cats, niggas is uterus
Who
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin' off-beat with
renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin'
that hit the charts
Album poppin so we hit the news
Finally found a girl that could pierce my heart
I'm not goin mad its the juice
Man its a free for
a visa
My swordfish select moves
Jumping through the land across
Collect when the Vette fuse
Polynesian breathing
Suede hit burn the catacombs
She sniffing
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
Hmm
New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds, them shits hit pink
I'm ready
New Patek on my wrist (yeah)
White diamonds and them shits hit pink
Parody Of Stinkin' Problem by David Ball (Ball/Shamblin/Ziff). Almo Music Corp./Hayes Street Music/EMI-April Music (ASCAP). Low Country Music/New
Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick
livres ça écrase les moustiques (bzz)
Un doigt dans l'engrenage puis j'rentre au bercail
C't'album y'a mille mains un peu comme les Hentais (mais nan)
Cet
T mardi
Gras mask like in Face off
This Re-Up Gang movement it's the
Album of the year
Yeah they still push powder
Got talcum everywhere
My crooks, my
Himalayas
It's that aqua, fina,
Clear stones on my daughter
Water
Fake niggas talking like they mothers
Talking bout the flex, it's chartered Talking bout
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