Lyrics:
I'ma fade away
Took away my soul, I don't got nothing to save
You can find me smoking on a 'rello by the bay
I'ma dick her down, then I send her
Baby, what you got going on? Hit me by the daylight, now it's dawn. I can't even think straight, baby, I'm gone. Fuckin' with me, little ho, no,
the greedy skeleton
by the seashells
Chumbala, cachumbala
cachumbala
Chumbala, cachumbala
cachumbala
Baby Shark and William
are out on a search
They found
weak
And knock him off his feet
You'll have a mighty love
Mighty, mighty, mighty
Mighty, mighty, mighty love Jones
Comin' down on me, baby, yeah
{spoken:}
A luscious bitch she is, true
But it's not nice to fool mother nature
The proud mother of god like all ho's
Is jealous of her own
Cash, Dash, EZ Pass
I'm gonna ride that tunnel 'til the babies hatch
I keep it locked down throw away the key
The mission is to find the hypest party
ogni singolo giorno
Ho soltanto hit
Tipo che cazzo è un singolo pronto?
Ho reagito ad ogni singolo affronto
Sono testardo
Cosa sò l'ho capito sbagliando
tonight
Ho, when I ride by
Man, what a year
To face all your problems
Self care all in fear
Hoping that you solve them
From Winter down to Autumn
Emotions I
business bitch
Okay nigga riding in a May-be, and I'm probably with baby
Don't talk nigga fuck you pay me, intercept your bitch like Bailey
Okay big
I was chillin' by the tree with my fellas and ho's,
And you would look me in the eye with that yellowin glow,
Oh baby,
She said I can hit it by
it's goin' down
'Cause ain't nobody here to stop me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When I hit this lick, ho don't say shit
Don't
Fizzace?)
Feelin' I'm gone come fuck wit you
(Come on down loco)
Ai please have some bitches please
(Ha ha ha) Ha ha ha
Locc I been hustlin' all
keeping it real with me
'Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
Look down the palace the town
Just took a plane around
Just shut your mind down
By the streets smoke some weed
Pay the checks get the keys
Rolling blunts
Don't mean maybe, oh, no, no, no
Walkin' down the street
In a crowd
Lookin' at my baby
Feelin' so proud
Woah, there's no other
Like my baby, oh, no, no,
And I throw my gang up just to let a nigga know
And she suck it like a pro but she can never by my ho
Tell her, where your ass was at when I was
No, you ain't
Check
Throw it back for a thick boy
I'm opp fast, still opp last
Your baby rappin' on hits, boy
This offshore, kinda smart,
a marvelous grip, it go down in this bitch then I’m busting that ho
He a crazy little man with a whole lot of heart, why they testing me like I don’t know what
you layin' where you stayin' at
Baby put a nigga by his feet, yeah (Uh, huh)
Put his picture on a tee (A tee)
Burn a nigga, RIP (Yup)
He 'bout
'cause I do the most (Might take a peep at you)
All of my pockets is swole, 'cause I do the most (My pockets is loaded with benjis)
Actin' thot-ish, baby
the Chevy with B.G. and our girlfriends
Park 'round the corner leave ya gun and creep slow
Look bitch this ain't the night show, lay it down ho
Ya think
this shit!
When you down they wont show you no sympathy
Yea it hurt but ian let it get to me
Pay me now i dont want you to pity me!
Now im up ho dont act
They say
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my chips
And niggas call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent
They say
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my chips
And niggas call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent
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