Lyrics:
friends
Used to talk trash
So fuck you bitch, excuse my french
Ain't no way
The boy Jose
Beats by J
Cant complain
Made that heat
But it ain't no satan
But
came with, come and change my world
Oh, oh, oh
Running round in halls, girl, you got me pacing sideways
By the time I seen you, it felt like I ran
I suddenly woke up
To your French song
The stairs in your window
The light through the blinds
I heard you walk by
Through the kitchen
Your dog by
bronze
I'm legendary
And tomorrow will come and you'll see me through the sun
Evil lurks in the dark, stick by yourself
I fight to death, this world
(tell 'em)
I'm sick of y'all fake Timbaland beat bitin', you know what I'm sayin'
I'ma bring it to y'all like this
By all means necessary
You might
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
Then comes the zenith of man's camaraderie. Then comes Guille the French clgerian Bulldog. Who has not spent time with Guille has lived in vain.
crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to crush tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still a hater
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
get high in the restroom
Got another I can text, it's really your loss
So why would I stress you
And I went to school for French
I'm tryna menage, I
(Eh-HEEEEEEEEEEHH)
Make Biggie go (Baby)
Make French Montana go (haaan)
Never thought it would be like this
Never thought I'd MC like this
To the point where I walk
Up
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
just learning by the seat of our pants
Like younging where you come from places you would run from
That's the shit that made me a man
No I don't
No. Who are you mister? Yeah, how come all this?
Well, I'll tell you. It's like this... No let us tell you.
Mister Tom Jefferson, a mighty fine man.
(Don't come 'cause it's trending
Yea, come for the lessons
Open your eyes)
Police and the Nazis
Like Hannah Montana and Miley
Saw that tweet after
the drop and As soon as we get it we come through spinning
Give this rap shit up and go catch a hat nigga Ever Think he gon' speak on Quizzy
Go Ask my mama,
and out
It’s osmosis
It’s the tubes that we crawled through
I hope the people around me now can still smell the glue
That I still know this
That I still
into
Shit tell your friends to tell your friends to come through
Aye we should throw a kickback Jiu-Jitsu
Make a movie then upload it onto YouTube
We got
[Kurupt (Bad Azz)]
Yo what's up? (Aiyyo, what's up Kurupt)
A nigga feel so low that I can't come up
Dippin down the 101 blazin smoke
A trunk full
mind overdose yea
Cut the lights off
Okay we mobbin through the door
I come through deep im not alone
Wake up deep sleep im on the go and i roll up
the Porsche in
I worked hard for mine, French Bulldogs all in the yard
Won't change course or fall off
Paid the cost to be the boss
When you the man you
Yeah
(To da break of dawn)
All my sex involved
As we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre
Everybody knows
When it come to a situation like this
Yeah
(To da break of dawn)
All my sex involved
As we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre
Everybody knows
When it come to a situation like this
Yeah
(To da break of dawn)
All my sex involved
As we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre
Everybody knows
When it come to a situation like this
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