Lyrics:
'cause I keep it on me
It's crazy how I got a big dick without a dick, uh
It's Young M.A. don't ever let that name come out yo' lips
I'm the big goon, I
You can tell I'm real, by lookin' in the ball of my eye.
I will get some cream from it, one day, your baby, and my baby.
Can my some dough on Teem
that. Ma, we been through that)
Girl, that was a one night fling
You was turned on by the moonshine and the sunlight bling
You kept licking your
that. Ma, we been through that)
Girl, that was a one night fling
You was turned on by the moonshine and the sunlight bling
You kept licking your
[Nicki Minaj Talking]
Roman’s Revenge, um,
you know, she just really jumped out the window
and you gotta be careful when you pick fights
and that’s
Put your food on the scale, food on the scale
Ayy, it's not everyday trap on Snap
You wanna test? It's fine by me
New era, hit 'em with the new
the shit was rockin'
Stuns by the bunch had the hunch they was clockin'
Stepped up, dressed up, the young got some weed back
Honey got done then begun
.44
Let a funky snatched the money handle business to momo
Tired of havin nothin wearin my brother's clothes
Many times i got drove by niggas in
what I'm sayin'? (And you don't stop)
Fuck all you motherfuckers (D-P-G-C)
(And you don't quit) and, um
(And you don't stop) for some strange reason
in dat ass
But I just a young nigga, trying to make a dolla
and they way I live, to some it's hard to swalla
see livin' down south ain't what you think
Twelve-gauge shotguns, I seen twelve-gauge, um, pumps
I don't give a fuck
I could talk a cat off the back of a fish truck
Tell me what's up
All
Nelly: Yo
Man: Yo, what up boss
Nelly: Yo, where why'all at derrty?
Man: Uh, like, like, um, over there
Nelly: Yo mayn, get why'all ass out here
Man:
To the adult world the casual violonce of gang life was horrifying
But in the distorted world of gangs risking death by getting shot was one sure way
"I'm not going econ-, um, economy")
Yeah, right, why?
(Stormzy is my son)
Brap
I've been the G.O.A.T. for so long I guess it's not excitin' when I
Shit, uh
I was in the car ridin' with my, um grandfather
On my daddy side, you know my daddy in jail, he told me
He was like
You gotta pay
Yo, um, yo oh-so-cocky, you can't stop me
In this old Versace
Nigga watch me in the streets
Like it's roller hockey
Your bitch is floppy
Givin'
(Different Girls talking on answering machine)
-Hey Chino! It's Tina! I missed you!! He he he ... um, Just wanted to say hello...
=I love you... you
Still witty with the flow yea
Ooh yea
Still hit um with the dope shit
Young nigga with the smoke bih
Y’all really don’t want this
Ain’t not more flexin
young Zany
Oo OOh
Gotta bad yellow vibe by the bedside
I don went mia in the NY one wrong move take flight like the red eye
Shoot em like wade if he cross
victims of homicide
Everybody quiet
I'm so sick and tired of the Murda
I grew up inspired by the likes of civil rights leaders
Who sacrificed their lives
tears
I'm tripping
Whit these loose ass women
Ima hoe myself
Young biggums
Nigga I don't feel um
Or myself
You see what happened to Charlie sheen my nigga
the city by the sea
And when she come around
Baby say I make her feel high
Make her feel high, feel high
Cuz I'm fly as it gets
And when I step left you know
Cause I'm a young teen G
Ela foi dura com as words que disse
If u can't stay, girl you can leave me
Wis se juntaram pra me fazer a bed, mas eu que vou
Revealing ya true fear
By the way um...
Hi!
It's AK I'm...
Sorta new here
Grandpa Goulash monologue:
What's good folk it's ya boy Grandpa Goulash the old
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