Lyrics:
Maze made the beat, dumb ass nigga
Huh
I got Guccis on my feet, bum ass nigga, ayy
Say she got a boyfriend, fuck that nigga, ayy
She gon' fuck 'cause
turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums
But they ain't filthy
Br-Br-Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four
bum
Way too far ahead come and join the mile run
I’m just doing me don’t worry about the outcome
If you catch me on the street then you are wild dumb
An engineer told me before he died,
Chorus ;
A Hum - Titty Bum, Titty Bum, Titty Bum,
A Hum - Titty Bum, Titty Bum, Titty Bum.
An engineer
mama's only son
I gotta be a star
Cause I'm Starla's son
Mama raised a champion
Mama ain't raise no chump
Nothin like you other bums
My mama raised a one
rougher than the seas in a gale force wind
Hey hum yer bum be sore
Damn that toilet paper forevermore
Time's gone by and we at last
Be puttin' that
Give it to me by lexzan
Tonight we get to play it (play it)
Two dice we get to roll it (to roll it)
Up in the crowd, gimme bum bum
Baby grind on it,
priest came by
Got him a spot in the afterlife
He could hardly move
One might describe him as a fish out of water (Fish out of water)
[Verse 2]
I drove
started to want to change
I can't hear you
I let the seraphim slip away (bum bum bum)
Take me to the Frey
Take me to the grey to the spirit
Take me to frey
need
No love, no love, no love in the streets
Yeah, shawty was the real MVP
I was chilling on the beach by myself, yeee
I was chilling by myself
railroad bum, it's time to go
Time to go, time to go
Come on you weary railroad bum get up and roll
Rattlin' back to where your soul is free
Somewhere in
kecy, pičo, mal by si už zabrať (Woah, woah)
Počúvam, aký si ty čávo, že si najviac (Yeah, yeah)
Škoda, že to hovoríš ty o sebe najviac (Woah, woah)
Šukám
words in a smile to everyone you meet all along
Can multiply with each passin' by and we all sing a happy song
Well it's a sad ol' world that we're
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
A Really really love story
I need that girl, I need that girl
This is a real love story
I was chilling with Bexxie by my side
(by my side)
By my side
Then
hail me
I got my goons and my g's with me daily
Bank alert don dey show man dey gaily
Any side wey dey go we go jolly
And anytime when wey we drive by
Well I was counting my tips
After playing Six Cents in this gulf show watering hole
When his old beach bum yelled out,
"Come on, play, give me three
on that ass just like a drum
Bum bum badum bum bum bum badum (Yuhhhhh)
Yes I take a bite, take a bite out the plum (Yuhh, Yuhhhh)
And this a beat by
zasztyletowanego człowieka
A policja musi przecież jakoś żyć
Gdy praca niskopłatna ktoś inny musi płacić
Za takie marne grosze to jest typowe
Tylko idiota by
What's happenin' all over?
I'll tell ya what's happenin' all over.
Guy sittin' home by a television set
Who once used to be something of a rover.
A man lives at the corner of the street
And his neighbors think he's helpful and he's sweet
'Cause he never swears and he always shakes you by
royalty or something
The sun was shining on the avenue
And the shadows knew just what to do
They kinda parted as I walked on by
And the clouds went off
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
It started rainin'
But we both were insane
An' we kept right . . . on dancin'
We looked a sight
By the traffic light
But we . . . kept
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