Lyrics:
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
to the point
The muh'fuckin' point is keep my name out your mouth
Unless you sayin' how we repped the Lou, since we came out
We've been winners since we came
Rio dance across the Rio Grande
Stalked in the forest, too close to hide
I'll be upon you by the moonlight side
Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do
to count
End of the month and you flying out
Getting rich from the poor slavery
I don't know
How do we live
I don't know
How do we breathe
I don't know
How
stock when you’re on our block
Cause faking the funk just might get you got
Might not be right
But we do what we do to get by
(Do what we gotta do)
Stay
to God
But who are you, and how can you be
How can you be who you aren't?
[Chorus]
All they do is talk
Yes, all they do is talk
Dem chatty mouth
you walking by you set it off
Just by doing nothing girl you do it all
I feel like its destined to have you around
I can't tell you why and how
All I
But that shit seem redundant
Not assuming you loving, so fuck it
Did that shit once, if I do it again
I'll be stupid as fuck that some shit I'm not
luckily
I don't wanna please none of yall
Seeking validation
Is how you get caught
It's how you lose yourself
In opinions of who you are
By other people
Who
soaked by the rain
And stuck in the clouds
But no matter how hard like get
I will be down you a clown
I do what I do ain't worried about
You
I know that
Sometimes I think I'm a killer
Scared you in your house
Even scared myself by talking
About Dahmer on your couch
But I can't sleep next to a body
Hope you're ready 'cause I'mma beat it up
Do you mind when I'mma had it? Know how to heat it up
I should, I should be the one, baby you gon' learn
you play with
Did you threaten me? This dude's
Gonna get a sore
Throat from all the singing he's about to do
You son of a bitch another million is added
the day
That have things to do with them, but they say
That's how the light gets in
That's how the light gets in
That's how the light gets in
Think
bottle fast buckled by his side
He wore no shirt upon his back but wool unto his skin
Singing how do you do and how do you do and how do you do again
wit' a switch
How the fuck I'm pussy if
You always on my dick?
I don't rap about the typical
My money or a bitch and if I ever do flex
I'm in the gym
ounces; I don't do small talk
And they wanna put me in their system, you can't put me in four walls
Got gold in my mouth like Paul Wall
Your man broadband
skirt mouth skirt
Swollen panties
Braced by silence
Beat and shotgun
Can you turn the volume down
'Cus I see you look that way at me
Lipstick hips shift
to be
Oh do do do
(Do do do)
Oh do do do
(Do do do)
Oh do do do
(Do do do do)
As time goes by (oh yeah)
You will see
That we're going to be
on being a lap dancer
Yeah, you’re not ready, you black Somalian
You’re not ready
Don’t even open your mouth blud
Before you say something stupid and
You get
Late night sex, I wanna see what that mouth do
Yeah, bounce that ass, do it how ya momma taught you
Real made nigga from the trenches, do no pimpin'
I
mouth sting your tongue
You say I've got your love. But he's got some
Don't that rotten mouth sting your tongue
Look here girl. How do you even sleep
Oh-uh oh-uh oh-uh oh
It's been about a year now
Ain't seen or heard from you
I've been missing you crazy
How do you how do you sleep
I found
Yeah
But niggas been...
Niggas been fuckin'
Fuck em'
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck
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