Lyrics:
u get a couple bands then u rich
And the trap is jus a sport and I like stackin my chips
I remember as a jit I would wish I had the kicks that
Love, by fear conquered turn to anger
As so were bitch made, ya heard? Fuck what they talking bout
Dan never changed, not Even in danger
How that sound?
fuck wit me
She so sweet like pink lemonade in love wit me
Fuck wiit me take ma hand thas a sky line view fuck aroun miss a chance
Finna go fly by u
wished me well she sent me to hell i don't regret hitting that hoe
Shouldve had more discipline protect my son is my goal
For what you did i deserve to be
thots getting loose while baggin up....... I subtract anything dat aint addin up. Extra clips jus case u aint have enuff....... joox a turn into a body
the lil bitch consistent then Nicca then listen
-I take her down dats for show
-I jus can’t deny all her goals
-gettin succed on n fucced by a pro
-when I
to catch a body
Whether its shawties or niggas because they used to doubt me
Beauty covered by evil that's why they all surround me
Eliminate them,
from stank crack heads
And read my kids horror stories when I lay em to bed
Ridin bikes butt naked
Gettin freshed by police men
Fuck christmas this is
I'm too smooth, white prada shoes with the dooey
I spin ya fuckin neck when I speed the through
The ceilin is see-through, all you top billin off of me
the world isn’t big enough- gimme that outta space love
You got your ticket raise your hand
If you really understand
That we can take you by the hand
[Mr. Pookie]
Destiny, now can you tell me wha's tha meanin
Where I'm goin in this life,its so trife,I get to skeemin and dreamin
Is thea a way I
you're rebelling like I why
Because the government are selling us lies
Surrounded by fake-ism bullshit and racism
They're dumb enuff to carry out what
Dead but I love to bang my head and throw my fists up into the air I =
Know Ozzy Osbourne's old but I don't care gimme hairspray by the ton =
Enuff
Check it out
This is my shit fo real
Its gunna be off tha hook
Peep this out
The Kon Artist nigga
[Kon Artist]
The Kon Artist born liar
Lie to your
at? look
A hot girl is a silent ho
If a bitch get outta line she a violent ho
Ain't no pest
Far from being a whining ho
Fuck up
She confess,
that hay comin' up out of the ground
just by a pound enuff that i get so high
pull out my papers then inhale the vapors
then sit back and let my brain
these women just put the dieeck in 'em
(They all Freeks!) Get em horny enuff they'll bug out and flip shit!
(Freeks!) I know chicks that'll suck
feel, surrounded by mob skillz
Crooked is as crooked does, like crooked thugs
And crooked hugs and crooked slugs and crooked luv
It ain't neva enuff
Love is love and love is everything
Love is love is when you're by my side
Love is love and love is not enuff
A little voice inside the cries
C'mon
Played by the ting that lead the way I say, coming down on me
A ting called rub-a-dub, lord
Ting called rub-a-dub, hey
So, over we, say them ah mad
losing it. this is one big mind game fueled by pain that I couldnt escape. my sanity has been raped. what happened to fate? this is far from that. this is
fling, love is love love
I'm through with you boo, enuff is nuff nuff
You got your man I got my own girlfriend
A couple of flirt friends so I don't need
the man that stands by you
Help him, love him, need him, believe him
Plenty of others will try to defeat him
If your man is wit you
Let no other
it's hatin when your skaten and your pockets is fat
Don't act for a minute like your ass surprised
Just reconize the real way that gangsta's ride
If
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