Lyrics:
don't have no time for no "wham-bam thank you mam"
Gas me up, get me drunk and hit, then you scram
The same old shit you pulled last week on Pam
I'm
sing to a stringed instrument
You just have to choose the right heroes in The Bible, folks
It might not always be Jesus, I'm sorry
The musician was King
better just watch for us
I don't want to hear that you're sorry to me
After you tore up, and started a war up in the black community
It's out
a rapper I'm a fucking genius
So when I see you don't panic
Remember what you said on the roads, there's no lacking
I don't wanna see you draw for your
to satan better keep on waiting
Thought he had me Stuck laid out on the canvas
But we got up swangin'
No light body I’m Backed by the greatest no
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
keep my family by my side
I sleep with one eye open
Pray you'll stay right by me and my (love!)
I'm for real when I say I got an army
Stand down if
spot 'cause we both got hot?
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweetie I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be
no better gift than the gift of life
So, can you handle it?
I don't know myself
I don't know myself no more
But that changed her perspective
to keep the cash running,
You my official lady, no booin like mcgrady, don't do nobody favors,
Tell em fuck off and pay ya, thats what I love about you
one on my corner by law I?m the ruler,
Go back to your jeweler tell'em make you more cooler,
Am a rich dude, baby this is big dick rules,
I make dating
the tasteless boast every time they made it
Well I ain't made shit spits I don't taste shit
So say this no Craig let me say this
Fuck all you hypes from
your depression
I hate to be mean, and I’m sorry if I offend
You or anyone you know
That’s just how David raps
Just to get on the map
One day, no more
love you, Deborah
I don't even gotta say your full name, you are a goddess
Nicole Pastine (and of course the homie Xavier)
Rapping is my passion, I
back when I used to smoke, I would steal the shit out of your cigarettes
I love you, I'm sorry about that
But, you remember, always you would let me
I'm just trusting the process, it will get better
I'll put in the grind in it's no pressure
I stay blessed and don't stress, no KS-ing
You think that I
don’t tattletale, want the truth, time will tell
How you more like Michael Blackson, but I’m more like Dave Chapelle
You get strung along, but I’m more
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
go
Don't go) stay (Stay forever, Don't go)
Stay (Don't go, Baby, I'm sorry)
('Cause I need you, baby, uh, in my life)
Stay (No, no)
Stay right here
together
Try, don't let him take your love from me
You're not good, can't you see brother Louie, Louie, Louie
I'm in love set you free
Oh, she's only
Remember when I asked you out you said no
But deep down you always kinda wanted more
I didn't want ya' told you I moved on
Shut the fuck up (Shut
nigga
Seen you last week in your black ass car, freak
You try to play like Mr all of that
But now you wanna come to me with some chit-chat
I don't have no
head)
My dog Chico, he chase paper like it's Craig
(It's Craig) no, you can't smoke with me
I'm smokin' this to the head (To the head)
Give him two shots
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