Lyrics:
works with your fate
Feed you coconut bread, spice buns in your bed
If you don't mind sleepin' with your head face down in a grave.
Well, there ain't
works with your fate
Feed you coconut bread, spice buns in your bed
If you don't mind sleepin' with your head face down in a grave.
Well, there ain't
I roll my good up, in my Khakies
Throw my hood up, keep it OG
You know it mayne, I got the hood with me
I got the hood with me
But these bitches get
Hustlin' all year, I've been tryna eat these meals
You been my main focus, think I’m head over heels
Showing you the good life, taking you round the hills
go
Slowly more and more
Feeling swallowed by this love void
I wanna know what I've gotta do
To make sure that I'm making love with you
Oh, don't you
Living in fear of the grave and the bars
Killing the innocent, with themselves at war
Tell them fi kool and steady medi
Tell the youth them fi kool
juice up out a cool flask
Still fuck you and your crew and everything you'll ever do man, uh-huh
Okay dawg, enough with all the shit talk, but I love
holds for life
[Rah Digga]
This for the ones with holes in they graves
Waitin for they piece when the law misbehave
I say we off ??? watch 'em walk
love
But I'm grateful that I'm here and not whoever it was
And I'm thankful that in you I found someone I can trust
Head over heels in love
here to give my two cents
Foolish think you fuck with me bitch prove it
You just hate I go by Dubs because you losing
Pooping shitting on the mic and I'm
[Intro- Lil' Flip]
You know how we do it man
Ain't to many people ballin like us man
I go by the name Lil' Flip
I'm in here with my dog Roy Jones
should be
It’s like dancing, dancing without music
Like head over heels with no heart in between
Like a bed just for sleeping
If you know what I mean
It’s
to die by your side, oh
I spit on your grave fuckin' twice
You let your girlfriend fight your fights
I'm not surprised
I got thirty in the ice tray
I could
smokey eye
high heels
hate when you would drive
scream and keep me in the corner
(YOU)
overestimated my blessings
over analyze every sentence
grew up
Much respect, but dad I must confess
That the part of me that wanted to meet you has been dead
Stopped playing pretend with the shadows over my head
When
you love me
Miss Sweeney, I got to admit the truth
I am totally head over heels in love with you
Every day you come to the office looking fine
waiting until you love me
Miss Sweeney, I got to admit the truth
I am totally head over heels in love with you
Every day you come to the office looking
the dreamer, floating with my head in the clouds
Slowly trying to find my way before I'm pulled back down
You're calling me the dreamer, you got your eyes wide
of shredded turf in the asshole in the earth
That we are now making into your grave
With the sphagnum peat I'm putting your mouth
It doesnt matter if you
he was down bad
Now he thumbing with hundreds
No it ain’t no love in this s***
All it is
Is the jail or the grave
Tryna hold my head up high
While I’m
and wrong
Love
Subdued by heartache and song
Love
It can be calm or calamity
Poured over my soul in a red wine canopy
Love
Cant live with or without it
Love
on a flight now, tell me what's the issue, friends say you now crazy but I'm head over heels for you. I'm gonna run and take love. Don't want a foolish love
that, all that shit
You know what I'm sayin, Desperados with the cars, Eminem
[Eminem]
Chauvinist pig, droven this Big Lincoln
Till it went over
Dinkie shot a kite
And told me watch out for
You hating ass niggas run up on me
I'll be putting you in a grave ass niggas
Now I'm riding
With my super
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