Lyrics:
a paddle
I'd spank all these rappers like babies
It's crazy, it's backwards
How blatantly lazy and basic
They can be makin' these albums
I've been draining
buy
My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin'
Slappin' n****s known for tellin' b****es f*** it in the late night
"Last
stick ya
In his side like a leak, then your ass is leakin'
Homie, how I found out? Boy, you know I ain't speakin'
Just consider yourself gone by
buy
My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin'
Slappin' niggas known for tellin' bitches fuck it in the late night
"Last
to the light,
How the Pearl will shine.
Early one morning, fates changed everything,
Zandro's baby boy felt the scorpion's sting.
The town doctor just
stick by you
All the real ones, all the real ones gon' stick by you
All the real ones, they stuck with you, they gon' stick by you
All the fake ones, they
the night away down by the Dixie Highway,
Down by the Dixie Highway.
My love, my love, rockin' and a rollin' the night away.
My love, my love, ooh,
and motherfuckers die
It's not the way I want to live, my nigga it's how it is
Homie got into a fight last night, that killed his kids
In this life I lead,
nigga jookin' on the back block
In the kitchen whippin' 'til my hands hurt
Foreign door, Push got the trap spot
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn
talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you're
And part of his upper torso
Every night wasps bite into the stem of a plant, lock their mandibles into position
Stretch out at right angles to the stem
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
Yeah
The desert dust it fills your eyes
The rattlesnake shake takes you by surprise
The coyotes sing in the calm of night
The cactus water goes
the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my
Mark it as another project in the books
Another album where I wrote all of the verses and hooks
A fuckin comeback, one album after another
Producing
of a nearby dune he saw two large pincers
It was a Scorpion It had come to find him; it wanted to know him
It knew him all through the night and stung him in
in the ketchup your face in the reflection in the mirror
He walked through the rocks, you know
He walked through the scorpion dust
He walks
may
(I love you)
Look at me now sittin' all by myself
Face another sleepless night all alone
All I look forward to is lying here living this song
I
Alabama trailer park they call home
Boy standing at attention in the corner his own
Terrified, scorpion crawling the wall
By the way father,
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
with a pride
City boy, fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up
Always on the roam, this city's my home
If I die, you can write the album title on my stone
Never
I been in my pocket all night popping tags
Fucking up the bar running up these tabs
In my bag I don't slack I be hella lit
Big drip shit I never trip
Drinking all night and all day
Straight out the bottleneck
Heading straight to the bank
to cash the vibe cheque
From the monday club blues
To an album full
place, she was the only one by my side
Had a nigga fooled and thinking that she was down to ride
I was da one who was there wiping tears out her eyes
She
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