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Badman son, son, son, son, son, son, son, son, son
I be hustlin' everyday
Used to be a bum  now I'm stacking up this cake
Life has been a blessing,

over till we start again
Four leaf clover I'm a hoper
That one day I'll resurrect
Bum, bum, bum
Blow my brains out
Pink like gum gum
Take my pain out

last night
She drove a great big hole in it
The windows cracked
And the air is seeping through
The blows that were struck
By the erotic centaur

already home and how does it feel?"
I said "I braced myself for what's to come but I still stumble around just like a bum
and I'm so cold" and that's how it

Down baby I'd never let you
'Less you trigger all the plans to
Part of my brain that fucks with being by myself
More than knowing that I have you

Mono
Since I was young, mama told me
I need to get to them racks
You niggas is bums, where is you from
Over here, we don't do that
We from the slums

Like Like, Grah Grah, Mello-, Mello gang, Top of the chain, gang
Been outside, toting a gun, you better Not run, Shit ain't fun, you niggas are bums

Yeah
Bum, bum, bum
Yeah, look
I see the snakes
Wait, let's go, ay

Tilt the teeter-totter
Seek the father
Demon slaughter
Read the proverbs
He

wanna, I don't wanna die

One month left my doctor shakes his head
He don't, look so good he should just rest
Ba da da bum bum bum
Trying hard not to vomit

Fe fi fo fum um
Who the fuck dare to try me
How you jack my style but couldn't get the beans like me
I think I smell the blood of a bum who did me

bitty
She go up and down, make the pussy splash with it
Tell her to shake da bum bum bum for a real nigga

If she call you while I'm fuckin', she can't

with me I'ma give you the world
Young nigga is shining I don't gotta flex girl I ain't a bum girl I ain't yo' ex
If you fucking with me you gon' fuck

Real eyes
Sin between them thighs
Read about you
Wondered why
Fin on ten
When you walk by
Finna rub it out
Thugging love
Make it spout
But that's

Lemme hear that booty go like rum bum bum bum
Shake it like you had a fucking pair of pom poms
Lean and then she wobble in this motherfucking club
Like

Bubblegum
Written & Produced by
Maynard Keith Batiste Jr


Bubblegum x4

Finish Him

He want that Bubblegum
Want that licky licky
Yea he call it

goated,I throw a bag at bro
He finna get sum shit done
From the slums, so they think Im Dumb
But I cant argue wit these bums
Pop Smoke, I gotta get

In a cell, but am I the one that's been chained?
Free in my mind, but ashamed. We do our own time, life slithers by, we're our wardens.
Burn, let

Child's Play

Ghostface Killah

Live in New York City

2006

Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like

Dubu dubu dubu daj
Basu dubu basu daj
Dubu daj by zadub'ować cały ten kraj
Dubu dubu dubu daj
Basu dubu basu daj
Dubu daj by zadub'ować cały ten kraj

fuck you światu
Bum bum szukam sensu szukam spokoju
By zagłuszyć nadwrażliwość w sercu
Tysiące wersów ich setki zeszyty płyty
Teraz moda na wersy pisane

around
My mind has no bound
Half moon in the clouds
All doomed by my doubts
When I walk around
My mind has no bound
Half moon in the clouds
All doomed by

Go wale mommy
Go low
Go low mba
I need you by me
So low go low one time
Go wale mommy
Go low
Go low mba
I need you by me
So low go low one time
Idk

Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
He's even more over than

double O
Got that hundred bill flow
Yea it's me though, Problem, chachi
Pick a name ho girlfriend straight
Better have her on a rainbow
By the time I'm