Lyrics:
understandin’
We play bass!
[Verse 2]
He likes all genres of music
There is no doubt about that
He dislikes war to a certain extent
I don’t know where he lives
to relate to people that
Haven’t related to me yet, not because I’m
You know
Don’t love the fans I have but I think
It’s important you know to grab somebody
talking, if he run up, we got him
(Run up, we got him)
We ballin', we came up from the bottom
(The bottom)
New Balenci's
Don't even know where I bought ‘em
know I got ya back
(Act like it man)
I don't wanna see you get played by no hood rat
What? Dawg she ain't no hood rat!
Watch how you talk about her
and able, that's somebody's parent
You know?
And that affected the way that I see shit
Night club toilet, you peed on the seat
'Cause you don't know how
talk
And those who talk don't know a thing
Men are born soft and turn tough
Dead lay a stiffened heart, I've been kissed by God
I've been hurt, I
Shia LaBeouf
Kid Cudi feels a way give him a call
Q Tip, I love you, bro don’t
Tell me how to be me
Though i love you the Tribe
Album is dope i love you
We still homies at the end of the day
Believe that
No no no
I don't wanna know it
She got him where she want him
And he's too lost to know it
fathers didn't visit much and I don't know the story, I seen how women could hold back a child, kill his soul, make a father runaway, tell a child he don't
ass I call him the doonie man
Car full of thick hoes I call this the doonie van
I got a nose for the money I always know where to go
I'm nodding from
Man, aye
It's really like Hustle Gang everything
I don't want no peon round me
Only bosses in my clique
You know what I'm saying?
Get your own shit,
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
back to the thing
Shia Labeouf
Kid Cudi feels a way give him a call
Q Tip, I love you, bruh don't tell
Me how to be me though, i love you the
Tribe album
42
Don't want ya social mine as well give me ya number too
When I get back to the telly, say you sliding through
Love in Miami, love in Miami
Met you
matter what they say, baby)
Yeah (they just don't know my baby)
Janet Jackson (and how I feel about you)
We back, baby ('cause you're so)
So many
it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
'm from, it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
with my two feet
Rapper's raps go "braapt" like uzi
Don't Snoop baby, I'm a dogg
Fugis, then watch out for 2 g's, yeah I got a few feet
Bottle
with my two feet
Rapper's raps go "braapt" like uzi
Don't Snoop baby, I'm a dogg
Fugis, then watch out for 2 g's, yeah I got a few feet
Bottle
know shit bout me
You don’t know shit bout C
On the beats 24/7, like watch what I’m gonna be
I don’t play around with g’s
Please don’t mess around with
it how I want when I want and I fucking love it
Missed him at the park but we caught him inside the market
Grabbed him the collar "ay Collin gon' make
played out
When she was kissing him
How? I was confused about
She should figure it out while I'm sat here singing
Ah lahmlahlah
Don't fuck with my love
and
Your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
Yonder comes Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece
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