Lyrics:
Well there's so much on happiness
When all around is such a mess
Don't waste your time watching days go by
Impale a nail into my heart
The risk
a ride, tryin' to bum a ride,
Tryin' to bum a ride.
Nobody seem to know me,
Everybody pass me by.
Well, I'm standin' on a highway
Tryin' to hold
the bump, do the bump baby
Bump it high, now bump it down
But before you, oo you gotta all
If round if by chance, you miss the beat
Just listen to the music,
on the stage
I have to admit I get better with age
Let me take my time while I light my spliff
Better hide your chic cause she just might slip
I'm a rockstar
Boss you up then I buss you down
This ain't what you used to I'm the illest chic around
Let's take a trip, baby we could dip, tell me what you
Gangsta… Fo real tho… poppingtags … Fo real tho
I see you fake… Fo real tho…
Killed yo homie over a BITCH tho… told you that aint yo chic boi
Ion
Gangsta… Fo real tho… poppin tags … Fo real tho
I see you fake… Fo real tho…
Killed yo homie over a BITCH tho… told you that aint yo chic boi
Ion
pianinho
Zum, zum, zum, uma rabecão
Teleco, teco, teco, um tamborim
Blam, blam, blam, um violão
Fom, fom, fom, uma sanfona
Bum, bum, bum, um surdão
on the island bad bitches
in here by vibin, come in this bitch looking flyer I’m bout to hire
one of these bitches with body yadi yadi yadi, chopper Karate
Yeah! You got more trouble
Than you can handle, honey!
What the fuck are you gonna do?
How are you gonna scrape on by?
I do believe that there are
Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, hey
can kiss the kitty kitty bum ( bye bye )
nice try
Musta thought that i'd b your foolish chic
Musta thought i was the type u use 2 deal with
Musta
You keep playing games
Like I ain't that chic
Like dat ain't my whip
Like I ain't it
Like these girls better
I been deserve better
Tell myself that I
of me
Derived and thriving in a hive confined
By evasive morality
Bum, buh duh dum. Bah da dum
Bah da dum bum bah dah dah dum
Buh duh dum. Bah da dum
Bah
She's the apple of my eye
She's impossible I'm told
I just can't wait for the time to pass me by
So together we can grow old
She's the apple of my
the same, only want one thing
But by any means, don't expect anything
Maybe you could get with me, text with me, maybe even text with me
That don't
throwed off ever since I was a toddler
Baptized by fire
But that was after the water
Holy Spirit take the lead
Bum bum bum bum bum bum
Oh Father can you
the white boy's Pa and the Indian fell a'bleeding
In the grass by the creek in the late summer heat until his heartbeat stopped its beating
Now, hear the rum
our Friday afternoons
And lately I've been missing you, yeah
(Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum)
(Bum, bum, bum, ba da bum, bum dum dum)
Summer
from you stupid mouth
Hating on my grind, but I ain't bothered by what you talk about
See me on my shine, don't you say nun when I'm up and out
Crabs in
sempre qui
E comprarmi tutta quanta la boutique
Rotocalchi foto con la tipa chic
E girare sulla Lambo Monte Carlo posto caldo
Ma restiamo sempre qui
Every other girl you ever see with a nigga man
Pretty face sitting by the bar with a cigar mahn
Eat am and go
And act like a bigger man
Ok my chic is
side by side
And yes we get it on, one time most definitely
Further the mind, shallow waters and know life
Give me that water and love, we gotta make it
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
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