Lyrics:
jail
I ain't tell, kept my lips sealed like mail
Want beef? I give shells, I give
Can't get you, get your momma
Or get your father, cut him up like
and the pumpkin pie
It'll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives
of this album is
Basically that we are called to encourage one
Another in the word
Lift each other in grace
And build one another in love
It's a really deep
The name is Eazy Bob Wizzy
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
A yo l go by
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
A team that's militant
A down ass woman by your side that get it in
The realest, I love this feeling
If you don't have a team that's militant you
and the pumpkin pie
It'll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives
These
I got a suicide you got a 4 door
I meet with your whore, up in the corridor, i am a sorcerer
Cuz I’m magic, fastest,
star like Patrick
3rd album
I was at the mall, and this girl passed me by
So I like her booty she said hey boy
That's when I made my move
I jammed up and jammed re-over there
It's the story of a rider of your boy behind the wheel
My first couple of times was in stolen automobiles
Doing it for the thrills, addicted to how
throw up your hands and drop your mic
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost
Six is your beat down,
rewind cause I'm in your mind like a one-sided
Love and it goes by when you sit and cry
Cause really I don't blame you for missing rhymes I designed
go,
Let's look at the show
We're riding in a wonderland of snow
Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap, it's grand
Just holding your hand
We're gliding along
your sandwich, vanish
Hand mantle for the baggage
If you're passive
You get jumped up with the fat lip
City bandit's
We just tryna raise our status
Take
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
lap it's more like a marathon
This track ain't no track just something I set it on
Live life in harmony, put love in your arms
Forgive to receive
with the singles man fuck albums
Until I get at least twelve platinums
Until I get a week twelve thousand
I'm in the pussy that's your step dad's in
love it
And I thank you, I thank you, my dick thanks you
How'd you learn, how'd, how did your pussy game come up?
(Yeezy thought me)
I was fuckin'
up by the fireside
I got all his Christmas love
I've been waiting up the whole year
To decorate my tree
His love is like a candy cane
Yeah it tastes so
your thing) Thing thing thing Do you thing (do your thing) Thing thing thing If you like broadway and love Fred Astaire If you like dancing with dirt
something out of nothing
I got a brand new flow
Been ttg u know
Verde im trained to go
I got your speakers thumping
Im back in album mode
Album mode
Leeko,
I'm Kendrick Lamar, mmm
A.K.A. Benz is to me is just a car, mmm
That mean your friends need to be up to par
See my standards are pampered by
I'm Kendrick Lamar, mmm
A.K.A. Benz is to me is just a car, mmm
That mean your friends need to be up to par
See my standards are pampered by
Mariah Carey's, kinda scary
Wait a minute what about my honey Mary?
The jeans they fittin like a glove
I had a crush on you since Real Love
Hold your
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