Lyrics:
You are not f****** with me mama stop it
Ya N**** wanna f*** on a b**** cuz I'm poppin
I get to a bag and I smoke on exotic
These b****** should quit
as a loss
Me nobody can stop
Paid the cost to be the fucking boss
You some nerds I'm the motherfucking man
The only blue and red you bang is chess club vs
it stop?
(To be honest with you, I take from a lot of musicians)
And that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out
named Jill on the bus stop
Dropped a line or two, and he had the hoe
At that type of shit he's a pro
So Jack and Jill ran up the hill to catch
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
back and hands me a comb,
We stop and frosty freeze for a couple snowcones.
She telling me that I didn't need to do what I done,
she said:
Orkin Man I order pest control
Im a stack these blue ones have some self control
Tricking with it have some self control
Self control it is so critical
escapin' the jack
Grabbed her by the throat, it's murder she wrote
You barely heard a word as she choked
It wasn't nothin' for her to be smoked
Then I
that they're all intersecting
Jack of all trades, master of none
You're not getting paid, it's barely even fun
It's not a career, stop even trying
It's
No matter what the say about me
They can never doubt me
I'm a say it loudly
A few of yall been hating probably
Tell them stay the F from round me
Its
to me
What does it all mean?
I can almost taste it
Yeah, can't stop now (I can almost taste it)
This may be the last chance I get to be famous
(I
Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your
of London
City never stops
Power of London turnt on
London Left side so live
Oh my you know I love you
My only lonely London blues
My London Blues
My London
dead, overdosed on shrooms
Let's cruise, drive by on-site
Ride like a bike
For my Zombie homies kill tonight
F-F-F-Flatbush Zombie, A$AP Mobbing
Hit
DEVIL KNOWS MY NAME
Lyrics by Pablo Amann
Music by Pablo Amann and Emi Barés
I was born in the crossroads
Where Robert Johnson tried to flag a ride.
said, "Stop it" and "That's an awful shame"
He whispered, "Don't cry, we'll meet by and by
Near the heavenly hall of fame"
He said, "I've got seasons
ragin'
All over
Hey, stop that
That stomp knocked me outta my hat
Who's that abusin' piano?
Tell me his name, because he's boun' f' fame
'N how'd he
and my diamonds blue
Keep a dime chick like 5 times 2
I be killin these haters when
I slide by through
Like a drive by do in a sky dive coop
Flyin,
PUH!
In the back like ricky
Cause I was born for this
Big name
Big stage
Stay confident
Bright lights
Can't see no audience
That red and blue like
f*ggots and now I'm all in
Who hasn't been offended
Every day I'd get suspended
Cos I caught the blue haired bitch naked
I scared her straight, she called
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
through
And my rims way bigger than yours
Red truck, blue truck, green truck, black truck
Suburban, Excursion, that Tahoe, that 'llac truck
F**k it
makin it hard
And by the time they get in-to your pad
You done flushed it down the toilet and now they're mad
And so they're mad as hell and take you
nothing like these niggas, stop comparing me
Aye stupid
Flipped all these packs, made me a mogul up in my streets
All that net talk, leave you tied up by
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