Lyrics:
and drop her off and
Then I dump her like some ashes
Like sorry Mr johnson
For this math I have no passion
I'd rather make sweet love to the
Girl that
dumb
Oh Lord
Oh Lord I'm goin dumb
Oh Lord
Stacking all this bread I’m bout to show out
Stealing all the light I want the show now
Do it for the love
That's how I blow smoke
A friend ain't really ya friend but shit I know ghost
Lord knows I got a story and I'm a tell it (Ok)
I don been through hell
won't leave them, I'm right here
And I still love them, have no fear
And Lord, I'll
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
Go, Go, Go, Til I can't no more
Go, Go,
Lord I'm weak and I'm needing to hear from you
Know you'll save me from this sickness
I've witnessed what you can do
Your will my life is heading,
weapon, no opposition steppin'
Please protect me, Lord, my life dangerous, I rep this section
No weapon, no weapon, no Glizzys or Smith & Westons
Jesus walks
Moses coughing of the wood
Lord knows I smoke good
Y'all could see me down south
Baggin' up on Beresford
Serving work at Hannah's house
Meet
we smoking on dub I keep my gun in the club
Just for protection I might have to use on niggas what you thought this really was
Is it me or is it
it'd be too pricey
You're worth more than this world could offer, you're giving living water
I hear you calling father, I'm bowing by the altar
Lord I
Lord only you know what I've been through (been through)
The countless nights of crying in the rearview (rearview)
All this pain bottled up, nowhere
and captivated by the jewels and servants.
My lord this small token is the least we could do
to honor the Lady Badroulbadour.
Actually she really deserves much
for me
And go and sit in a chair that'll fry for me
And Lord know if I die she gon' cry for me
Never say bye to me
I can't deny shorty love is
I Don't Know Where I Would Be
Written by Victoria Johnson
I've often wondered, where I would be
If it had not been for You
There's so many wrong
love, I cannot measure
When I think about You, it gives me pleasure
O Lord, I found your grace
And I really cannot wait to see your face
And am holding
I'm only wearin' black
And my homies are wylin'
We all love Taylor Swift
I'm eatin' with pilots, they callin' me the chef
I'm saucin' it up
No
holding the fort
Only time i will rest is when i'm in the morgue
If it aint for the love what you doing it for?
Is it the money, the fame or the whore's?
the door no more, no more.
See we losing this world we love
And it looks like the sin that won't end
So I'm reaching high up above
Lord let your
to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the Ep along by James Todd
Smith I get
gotta be in shape
Better throw it back every time I slap them cakes
My new sneaky link be fiend for the Johnson
She love it when I grab her face every
revelation,
The final conflict, it's near,
Ride me baby.
I love you,
I do,
I just get confused by the things that I do.
Baby, I am so complexed,
Oh, Oh,
Gone with the wind
Bitches use to love me
I was taken had to dub em
Now they on me again
A couple people seen it
But A lot people heard it
You
the time that we had together
This love for you gon’ last forever
Shorty, I hope you get to read this letter
See, everyday I thank the lord that we meet
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
you that I love you before it's too late
When it's said and done, John and LG, meet me at the heaven gates
Can't forget about big Chop, lord tell me why
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