Lyrics.com »

Search results for 'he got up by shawn mclemore' Page #8

Yee yee! We've found 117,438 lyrics and 116 artists matching he got up by shawn mclemore.

Year:


Filter by gender:

Lyrics:

need you on there"
I'm like, "Shit, send it through" (send it through)
Then I saw OJ tha Juiceman walkin' too, he like, "Shawn, what it do?"
First
and pulling up on different bikes
When a nigga got caught and dam near then lost my life
Dam
I put my dream a side
Had me thinking bout my family got me
from his bad

Camel pack packed in his chevy
Shot on film by Shawn Levy
It's all fake
It's all a facade
Guns up in a holster
Cattleman he found in Colter
labeled a busta
I just the nigga that couldn't catch up and cut the mustard
Now I got confidence I don't need no condiments
All I need is common sense
talking about GOATS I'm the new one
J Patz send a beat and say, do some
Then I get to work and get gruesome
I drip so hard
Got pruned up
Y'all tuned up
hall We don't go to court we don't show up we don't testify we don't tell who got robbed we don't tell who died It's been 5 years Shawn where's
Call René and Boo
Gotta meet them soon
Tell T to call Shawn
I'll be there at one
When we show up
All the guys at the club
Wanna get our backs
We
Prepare for launch in 3, 2, 1, go
(Yeah yeah)
Teynarr na na na
(Its Godskid on the tune)
Oh lord, shawn da boss pon the thing right now
Xt3ndo, It's
to the full pipe,
He in a different world
SX tricky, got him gone,
He on his snowboard
I got everyday addicts,
I should be sponsored
By EA Sports
Ea sports in
Got it on lock, now a nigga on the loose though
I can switch it up, let me pose by the chute though
Now I'm on the right track, righteous on my shoes
like that sh*t drugs 
My cousin seen me making moves he like you the sh*t cuz 
I told him likewise, feeling like plies 
I got em hating at the right time
head straight for the media
I ain’t letting shit go
Going public with shit then we got to get rid of him
Now he scared to pick up the phone
He get out
Yea, free lil Skooter
Free lil Jockee
Free lil Skooter
Nigga got my Christian inside of the shoota
Yea, his name Christian, he my shoota

On they
the drug squad coming 
Keep gunnin..

Ay 
Yo my brethren locked up in the hill guzman 
Three meals a day and not no damn luncheon 
By five o'clock he seeing
to accelerate forward there to wake up the neighbour. There's Vivian
I think, no Vivian's lost his keys, no there's Vivian, he's got the old
woman, slowly but
but they dragged him by his arm
They took him upstairs
His mum was tied up in the flat to a chair
Soon as he saw, man he rushes over there
I swear
trying to heal
I had been married at seventeen
By the man of my dreams
Who very soon became my living nightmare
He said he loved me
But he was controlling
), and we
Played Chinese handball at a park called [Name]
And he who lost was forced to play the wall
And then got hit in the butt with the ball
call me insecure when he show up at your door
You all claim to have substance, self-respect, and some class
But half-naked in the club, and steady
And when you go get faded, wanna be debated by yo barber (By yo barber)
Compared to Shawn, Wayne and Vince to complete the Carters
Been on the bench
And when you go get faded, wanna be debated by yo barber (By yo barber)
Compared to Shawn, Wayne and Vince to complete the Carters
Been on the bench
the don of mediocrity, I'm the indispensable hero of hypocrisy
Stopping your flow like bureaucracy
Due process, you got blessed by the best
He claiming that he a shooter we toting on glock's not ruger's
My clientele steady booming if it's pressure my niggas shooting
Shawn kemp I got
on fake love and gave my hopes up
Trust issues had me wearing inside out pro clubs
Pouring my sorrow through a letter got me seeing things
Fakes smiles is

Discuss these he got up by shawn mclemore Lyrics with the community:

0 Comments

    We need you!

    Help build the largest human-edited lyrics collection on the web!

    Search for song lyrics by

    Genres »

    Styles »

    Browse Lyrics.com

    Quiz

    Are you a music master?

    »
    "Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-far better Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away oh, oh, oh"
    A Disorder
    B Pulled Up
    C Psycho Killer
    D Uh-Oh, Loves Comes to Town

    Free, no signup required:

    Add to Chrome

    Get instant explanation for any lyrics that hits you anywhere on the web!

    Free, no signup required:

    Add to Firefox

    Get instant explanation for any acronym or abbreviation that hits you anywhere on the web!