Lyrics:
All I do is think about you every day
If you ever needed something I'd go out my way
I wanna take you on adventures like its Finn and Jake
Breathing
niggas' post-adolescent perspectives
Yo
Ain't got time for these kids
Do 'em like Drake
As if the parents ever have any anyway
It's why you hitting nic in
we be getting down with the first degree
Yeah, oh
Work's out, it's on, we be getting loose 'til the crack of dawn
Ey
Like Beastie Boys, fighting for
of my hand
then I twerk, I do a dance
Cardi B, she a man
Cartman, Kyle, Kenny, and Stan
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
That's all I do at work
I twerk
by some guy
Called Tony, why? stick to the no complies
My oh my, why, why oh why?
Why you gotta do that you're no better than I
One day I had
was me
Sunburn in the third degree
Now the calendar's just one page
Of course I am excited
Tonight's the night I've set my mind
Not to do too much
was me
Sunburn in the third degree
Now the calendar's just one page
Of course I am excited
Tonight's the night I've set my mind
Not to do too much
it
Old head cook the crack and he don't need no pot to do it
Shooot Emmm I swear I'm boutta do it
Big dog quick to take a life and don't need shots
Highroller)
He does damn everything in the book, I mean
(Jo Jody Highroller)
What are we gonna do about it?
Bro, did you see Jennifer last night?
She was like
I'm a fight until I die
You can see it in my eyes Big God on my side
You can see it my eyes I'm a fight until I die
You can see it in my eyes Big God
you ain`t
It`s like this on mine, potna
By all means, I got the ball
So it`s your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call
Now, I can blow your
I'm gon make it big
I'm gon run this shit
I'm gon make these hits
Fuck it I'm gon Die Rich
I'm gon make it big
I'm gon run this shit
I'm gon make
racks big racks big racks
Playing man I'll push your shit back
Big fact big fact big facts
It’s too much thug with me they don’t want pressure
They
some blue Allstars
Passin by on them thang, it's a brown MC
Niggaz goin buffin DPG (Dogg Pound, Dogg Pound)
Niggaz mad Dogg bumpin a bank account
Way back in '29, 1929, somewhere in Coffeeville
Was a Honky tonk named Big Mable Murphy
She had a sweetheart, mean Little Melvin
And hell would fly
at the crossroad but I wasn't by myself
Some take the right and, some take the left
But lo and behold, what do I see?
In the distance, some resistance
[Chorus]
Ahh yah go
Falz the bad guy is in the building by the way
Check ahn I do it I do it I do it
Go go go go ahn yeah
I do this for the telli do this for
boy
I want to count 2 three
I want you 2 break it down and do that Dunkie funkie
Yo, are you ready?? 1...2...3...
Get buck wild!!!
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ya like gettin' dirt from the graveyard
You put gravy on it
Then you pick ya teeth with tombstone chips
Casket cover clips, dead women hips you do
yourself
All you gotta do is
Dream big
Dream on
It's not about the life you live it's 'bout the life you want
Best believe it
I was outside all night
I’m just trying to make it big
Hi
Please excuse my French
But fuck them
That ain’t even in the class I’m in
I been shitting
Diaper full
Do you smell
torn, no razor blade
I need me a big estate, they sleeping on me big mistake
Made mistakes, no regrets
Made mistakes, it’s no regrets
Stay by myself, I
that means and I'll
I'll, I'll try to- try my best to do it for you)
(Going back to The Matrix)
I'm twenty-two and the world becomes uninhabitable by
to keep us confused n
all the 9-5ers that do it cuz they were told to
what would you do if you hadn’t been told to????
this for the low income , 2
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