Lyrics:
Sing while I wipe down the awning
Hey y'all, good morning
Ice cold piragua, parcha, china
Cherry, strawberry, and just for today, I got mamey!
moment the storm grows darker
Clutched to our chests, all that we cherish
Whipped about by a whirlwind
Certain that we will perish
Like a little child, I
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
by myself, see
Ladies in stones, Baby Capones, livin' wealthy
Pictures of my birth on this earth is what I'm dreamin'
Seein' Daddy's semen, full
by myself, see
Ladies in stones, Baby Capones, livin' wealthy
Pictures of my birth on this earth is what I'm dreamin'
Seein' Daddy's semen, full
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
child's oftenly
Happy
Gotta keep it alive
Everyday i strive
And that's just to be
Happy
Ladies and gentlemen you have just tuned into
The Watu WaRoho hour
I wanna be your lady, today
We can do our thing starting today, dailay
I can see your feelin me
A possibility in you and me, you and me
Yeah
Hey Hey
On life, I put my life on it
Might be the death of me
Definitely
Took the breath from me
When I laid eyes on you
You looked like Destiny's Child
Not Beyoncé
a child would, you raped my childhood
Just stroll in, roll in your pole into Rolie Polie Olie's colon.
To relax my mind I take a walk by the clock and I
on the ground by yourself
While your boy yells (Hey somebody get some help)
Fuck a treuce, ain't no apologies
I shoot so much I got funeral homes following me
forged by a blacksmith’s hammer. Like a frenzied feral child , bacchanalian mammalian and belligerent barbarian bravely besieging the capital
I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say
before he was hustling a man
Named Renegade Simpson who had a golden fan
Like old ladies use in church as they extrapolate the truth
From preachers born
[Intro -J.Carr talking]
Hey God Bless America
See most of y'all don't understand how real this is
But you'll see when it's gone
It's so much
her
And she didn't have me
Hey lady, my baby
Understand that I can't be without you
And I can't think without you
Can't even fall asleep without you
I
around the way
Yo, hey nappy head
Yo, wassup?
What you got there?
Ha, I got some of that lyrical cheeba cheeba
Word?
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well
know is about time
Tell me now, about time
I know time shall tell
I know is about time
Am tired of this hide and seek
No one remains a child for his
did
Go on dates and have a boy to kiss
I used to watch, as they’d go out
Sit by the window, fold my arms and pout (I used to ask)
Will I be pretty
hard I was trying to put my thing down
Sirens ringin' out, old ladies screamin' out
All this attention for me and I'm barely sixteen now
It's feelin'
around the way
Yo, hey nappy head
Yo, wassup?
What you got there?
Ha, I got some of that lyrical cheeba cheeba
Word?
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well
saw you walk by...
In a wave of emotion flowing deep inside
Sexy lady got me going crazy...
Looks so good my heart beat is racing..
Thinking about
Baby, Come On!
Words & Music By F. Cantos
Ooh Baby
You Know What You Mean To Me
Ooh Darling
I Know What You Feel For Me
I Never Ever Lost Control
apartment
Half-empty Hennessy bottles and condoms on the carpet
Half a bag of cocaine on the counter by my Smith & Wesson
Misdirected I gripped the weapon
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