Lyrics:
greedy
Don't be touchin all on my money 'cause that makes my honey look sleazy
Getten paid is like, good sex 'cause my money comes easy
My phat stack be
believe
Don't feel sorry for me
I hate that look on your face
You say, just let go
You say, come back home
I say, I'm just fallin' from grace
I'm naked in
cheer
Lots of cookies gotta make them last
But what if I get visited by the ghost of Christmas past
What was I doing again?
The family's here, get off
ride with Ja)
Follow me (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Keep my mesh vest as Pac's vest
Come get me
If you mothafuckers want Shady
If Pac was still here
Dope
Nice
Take apart a mic with the words I recite
Fresh
Sick
You can call me Nic or I go by NuSince
Life
Is
A series of events where you leave your
flapped long ears and didn't brush up by day
Got his long ears whittled and his old hid scorched in a most artistic way
Now one fine day old Sandy Bob he
Waitin for that drink to come in Tye
(I already know)
Been at it all day no time for rest
get no sleep
She in my face saying baby boi ya waist deep
goin on
4 nights and a rainy day to the cemetery found Id be home
come close to a call for mama she sees her baby buried
All shes carried
But Im askin
This for anyone with ambition, calling anybody that'll listen
I'm wishing all your dreams come true, 'cause mine did
And yeah, you know I had to put
Before you come through, I beg you grab man some Rizla
I'm waitin' by the door, that's 'cause I miss ya
Confiscate your phone, why you always on Insta?
a nigga smokin' Tooka
Young Pappy, by the way, I sip on two cups
Long nose like Usopp, shoot him with that Ruga
Niggas know I come around, come around with
like your own babies.
I tried the bob and weave, she caught me by the sleeve.
And told the pap a few things that you would not believe.
She want
All good children go to Heaven
Here comes the sun king
Here comes the sun king
Everybody is laughing
Everybody is happy
Here comes the sun
And write your will before your killed by this incinerator
Starring in your eyes I can tell you be lying
You don't give a fuck about me
So even if you die
like Robin
See, I'm watching, take me out
I'll come back man, poltergeist
Got two balls for your girl
Come here open twice
I leave her purrin' all night
rose to the occasion (It's drippin' right down my lap)
Now, I'm a dead man!
The unspoken truth
Denial of youth
Solicited by crude
In your day to day
Ready or not baby, here I come
Dat Nigga Daz struck a match and the match went out
But it wasn't no more lights in the motherfucking house
Speakin'
coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red
into this atmosphere
Can you help me, come here
I'm sorry I'm mixed
My deoxyribonucleic acid is stitched with Caucasian, Asian, and African American
on the yacht
Oh, you stay over there
I stay over here
This a wicked west, bitch, don't come near
Oh, facts, I'ma cut off his ear
This shit'll bring a nigga
All pulled up for Captain Di
There are many fish in the sea
You work efficiently
To bring me to knee
Now I'm here yelling please
Far away
You take
the road
And yonder comes a big car
Something we don't see much around here
Big man said, son, where's your pappy
Said, he's over in the cornfield
Not far
the hip
I'm looking just like my pappy
I see my heart and passion
And the bitches love my fabrics
They lobuda rags bitch
My niggas out here they
let you land on your back
Painting Jin's life, Bob Ross
Your life won't end in a loss
No you can't come over here, you know you gone say what you saw
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