Lyrics:
Hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four-wheels
Write a book full of
Medicine and generate mils
Tour the album, only for more sales
We used
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
(I got it, yeah) this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella
shit
Or is this it? Just a bunch of misfit's
For what it's worth, here's my two p
I think the worlds perfect, life is brilliant
The only thing wrong, is
whole, like, albums
You know what I'm sayin'?
You done turned hoodrats into some superstars, man
For real, hahahaha
When I was countin' down, these
got it
Fat boy, rich nigga, with a appetite
Count money all night under the candlelight
Spinnin' vinyl, Teddy P, or is it Lionel?
Not a model, but I
the Beamer (oh-oh)
I put that girl in a P1 (oh-oh)
She make a mess then she clean up (oh yeah)
She call her friend, her name Tina
I turn that shit
shit a masterpiece, No Limit like Master P
Now I am the master, see, that's the way it has to be
My life is a movie, I'm so glad God casted me
I am
R.I.P. real niggas
Lately I only do the shit that inspire me
Lately niggas treat the Shade Room like a diary
Oh yeah, is that what you heard?
Believing
I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome receiver, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All aboard
album baby, I came back around
By myself this time, back off the wall
Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome
of a magazine ain't even got a album out
Hop at da streets my delete cuh my hits out
Now I'm da one everybody wanna talk about
Hustle hard ball harder dats wat I
album baby, I came back around
By myself this time, back off the wall
Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome
'Zy rollin' with my cateye, deadeye
Ain't afraid to flame a rat up
But I hot out fathom
My album hit the shelves
We hustle for record sales
Hit my
By Harry Nilsson A.S.C.A.P and Richard Starkey M.B.E.
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO SMELL THE ROSES,
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO FILL YOUR NOSES,
STOP
Uh, hold up smoke something bitch, uh, uh
Everybody want to know why the album was late
I was waiting for whitey to
Get fucking paper straight
I'm
niggers with me on a,
So I recommend your fagot ass to walk by, we movin' money
Touch the sky the, the more about the might dollar
Let's keep it real, ya
bratu chcelo by to reparát (Hello)
Keby bolo treba doučím ťa mile rád
Že rottweiler?! Krista, jak sa bojím, azaňát
Tvoj album je pre posmech najlepší terč
In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are running wild
attention
I was distant
I focused on the posters on my wall
Caught a vision
Now my words fall in rhythm
HIP HOP made a difference
Making albums ain't
shoes…
Dead body bloody socks!
They could kill you for your watch…
Don’t believe me? Just watch!
Trinidad James got robbed by Bruno Mars
Shit is this Earth
my album off by giving you guys a lesson
Don't ever let love torture you cuz being single a blessing
And my shawty if you hearing this ill send you
of the month)
Focused on them commas (Focused on them commas)
Stayed with a gig
Entrepreneur
Yeah I run my own biz
Ask Siri about me P-E dollar sign -O (Blaq
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