Lyrics:
to Timbuktu
Then round about 4 o clock, the best songs start to play
With Westlife Boyzone Backstreet Boys, the tunes from back in the day
And to The Hills
BG4L, gang (Drumma Boy, make that shit bang)
You gon' ride, yeah
They told me keep my head up (What?)
I'ma always hold it down (yeah)
They say
Thing 4 U
Hook:
I’m not a Backstreet Boy or Nsync, I’m not a Jonas Brother but I can sing,
and Girl, I gotta Thing For You.
Beyoncé, Britney,
in her dome
Stay Forever by her side
Hold her in my arms like every night
And kiss all a those places that she really like
No she don't know
She don't
dropped like a
Million other country boys
I thought my Mind was Playin
Tricks like the Geto Boys
Damn man, I miss the interludes by Big Rube
He gave us
might know as Tyrone from Trailer Park Boys
We even had a manager, this guy named Martin Finch
While I was doing this group thing
I was still always
nigga lookin' pissed off
I got her tryna make her way up out the friendzone
We got 'em tryna guess the album next zip code
Oh, I been on
Promise boy I
reign Forever Amen
Honor
Glory
Dominion
Power
Yours is the Kingdom
Both now and Forever
By Him
In Him
Through Him are all things
Who gave us so freely
bumpin’ Once Upon a Time in Shaolin
Had to do it for my boy, Shkreli
They locked him up, but they never gon’ stop us winnin’
Wall Street still stealin’,
Francois:
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lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
closet
Skeletons been stacking up
Ain't no money in my wallet
But my Paypal traffic up
I've been selling by the band
Band tees on my back
Backstreets with
Haters Dont Get It (EXPLICIT) 120:000 BPM
Yeah Boy
Tonight me want to introduce you to the rudest lyricist
Hot like fire him hot like that
Come down
'em up
How would I know H-B-O would get a shot of us?
Sitting so close that we almost got snot on us
Please don't bow in my presence
How am I
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
sir
If I keep getting over-looked by selection
(Hello?)
I need a beat from Statik Selektah (I do)
Yes, I just switched up the flow
But I didn't mess up
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
the skrilla
BHP, FV, I'm just sayin nobody's realer
(Nobody) Fuck you and your feelings, boy
(They know) Fuck you and your feelings, boy
(They know) Fuck you
the backstreet boys and then
I had to go to bed had to go off the bleachers to get this I had to go get me my cake
I had to go get me some money
I had to go run up
Ay yo, this that shit you bob your head to
This that brand new instrumental
I heard he put his city on
That boy Kells so influential
Success got
new albums
There has been a triple homicide by a man named Syre
So, you think you can save rap music?
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
a Thugs Mansion
Dear mama don't cry, your baby boy's doin' good
Tell the hommies I'm in heaven and it ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last
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