Lyrics:
But this my call by the false Prophet, all Prophet
Harlem hustle, I can't at all knock it
But you hard when you go in the Lords pocket
What you
meets the ocean
I wanna be here by your side
Let me give you all those things
That money just can't buy
'cause your love it hurts so good
Don't ask me
If he dies he dies, like Doughboy to Tre
If he rides he rides, Throwing punches in the room
If he cries he cries, we don't drink away the pain
When
covered up their wounded knee
To put the record on repeat
It's scaring me
Atrocities will follow me across the beat with no relief
Try to fall asleep by
n get away from the noise
God damn
But I'm still chillin with the coolest
Got yo bitches acting foolish
Give a fuck bout what it do I mean
I think
Tap Dat baby
Wang gone crazy
Purple eyed monster
He don't wanna give up
No no
Mr. Johnson
Hot dog love song
Unicorn mountain
He ain't never go'ne stop
want to have babies?!?!?!
STAN
It's every man's right to have babies if he wants them.
REG
But you can't have babies.
STAN
Don't you oppress me.
REG
buddy just in case your mind is muddy
Don't you know that girl you're fooling with is Peg-Leg Johnson's wife
And that man is hard and cold and mean
yeah!
What these niggas don't understand I'ma break it down for em
How this rap shit gone manifest all these damn foreigns
On a private plane yeah
Get shot or stabbed you've got options
Niggas really know I'm a problem
I cheffed down how many man and go sleep at night
It don't play on my conscience
and I make her cry
Give her dicc the same way then cut her off man I don't know why
Keep it real with my niggas the bitch ima tell her lies
She put it my
snitchin on that
If the pussy good imma double right back
Yk im good for it give her tit for the tat
I meant tip for twat
Beat up the box
Knock off the socks
don't believe you ought to be bringin' up
Your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the Secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Well, it happened that
"Mrs. Johnson
You're wearin' your dresses way too high
It's reported you've been drinking
And a-running round with men and goin' wild
And we don't
'Cause you couldn't wait it out
And take your time, try to find out who's the right one
Some people don't listen
Heartbreak by admission
No one is
nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my love
(So don't give away)
My love
(So don't give away)
My love
(So don't give away)
Ain't another
it (stop)know you appalled dotted
But this my call by the force prophet, all profit all profit)
Harlem hustler (yep), I can't at all knock it (nope)
don't believe you ought to be bringin' up
Your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the Secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Well, it happened that
Cancer Season finna run up
In your house, angel number
Shake n Bakin, Ricky Bobby
OG Bobby Johnson hobby
Breathe into it, kamikaze
Bomb the industry, watch
"Hey man, can you throw one on?"
I'm with a blonde and my Johnson's what she's blowing on
I'm in the backseat, I nut, she catch it like a Pokémon
Yeah
I guess you made it to the end
I don't really got a lot to say right now
If I did
Then the rappin shit
Wasn't half of it
Happy lit
Half
know, its word in a song
Give Me a bong, or Natural Leaf, We Don't Smoke That, Medical Weed
Sinsemilla so familiar, Don't do Haze, Wont settle for seeds
year?
What if we all just
Give this Christmas away
If there’s love in your heart
Don’t let it stay there
Give this Christmas away
And your life will be
Dropping in this beat like fortnite
Don't step to me or it's night night
I'll give you a lethal jab left right
Trust me I'm painful like a dog bite
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