Lyrics:
facts, your word don't mean shit until you bring the proof to me
Fuck a nine to five I risk my freedom while these lights still on
Swear to tell the truth
the world while you earl off the Tanqueray
Tactics, my shits Jurassic 5
Fingers of death while you exhale and inhale
With a deep breath with my Chop-Sui
the world while you earl off the Tanqueray
Tactics, my shits Jurassic 5
Fingers of death while you exhale and inhale
With a deep breath with my Chop-Sui
You know that I can be a little hard sometimes, Breaking down all these walls that I built up so high, But you changed my limits you’re re-wiring my
The recruitment girl she ask me what I'm thinking of,
I said I don't know but it's got to be part time,
For get start at nine and finish at half five
Here's
manufacture medicine
Cut into 5-digit slide clock the essentials in (I'll be a bill collector)
My destinies resting with red worms chewin'' off the carcass
you know the nicest thing about it all...
That I know, that she had marked the entire bill 'Paid In Full'
For just one kiss and four little
Signed, sealed, delivered I B yours
I pour it on the breaks
Till it break laws
Givin' the gabbin'
So the brothers be havin' it
Or else the five
how I feel
Can’t be worried about another nigga
No, I just worry bout my bills
And I’m livin life to the fullest
Trigger finger itchin bitch then I pull
the way I
Rhyme so I’m sendin' in
The best of the best
No never the less I never digress
I just keep it moving
Finger fuck who ain’t on improving
We finally
about it
Choppa to the bully when we land, that choppa nearby us
Niggas be tryna stand by us, just to get they level up
He hit the baddest bitch he had
probably like, "we heard that shit"
Other half didn't deserve that shit
Five o'clock in the morning alarm buzz I hit, snooze
Mind on forty deferred debt
[Eve]
Let's talk about little dick niggas
Always talkin' bout what you got
Rather be finger-popped
Dick probably the size of a bough stuffed with
further than fiction
Their personal mission's worse than snitching
To any person that listen, now I wanna' kill a hater
A middle finger by
your light bill
I'm that nigga
(yeah) , four-five in a Phantom (yeah)
Girls lappin', I'm Santa (yeah)
Got 'em removin' panties (Woah)
This thing called
claim bill
Counterfeit outfits
Leave
I'm Gepetto with the strings
Wooden kids will breathe
La vie is a dream of a lucid
Rod angle catch your life by
Little Gerv, Grandpa Jerry, Grandma Doc (that's my fam)
Uncle Carl, Uncle Ted, Uncle Steve, Uncle Bill,
Cousin Steve, Cousin Bill up on the hill now
My
4. Lion King morning time score, bird song, dog barking, snoring,
5. Sound professor from Cornell struggling with recording, bird song recorded by
Thrown off the bridge
To the river by the ridge
Was the iron mountain baby
A man walking by
Said he heard a little cry
And he found him in
Sometimes I focus on the dough
Look at these bills I got
This is a message for some rappers trying to steal my spot
You niggas famous on the internet
I'm
are they like?
They got holes in the top, five round holes
While I was watching, this stranger hit them
But his fingers went right through the bone
old dad I love my women bad
With just a little touch of class
You'se the star by far, look at you ma
Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you cherchez
thoughts consumed
By the pa**ion, slow jam tunes and body action
My finger's on the clit splashin', your p**** lips
Got you spazzin', love juices,
it was bound to be, when there's mouths to feed
And there's bills to pay, somethin gotta give way
The way I feel today, I could care less
'cause my
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