Lyrics:
Brooklyn, they say I run it, the 'Natti is checking in
No matter the terminology, blood splatter artistically
It's looking like a Jackson Pollock painting,
idea, but I know who did me wrong (yeah)
Baby I don’t wanna talk about it, I’ll just put them in songs
One on each side like I’m new to it, that’s your
dreaming about you
I've been thinking about you, thinking about you!
Castle Standing Tall behind these fences
Glad to be in the court I'm from the benches
I was fuckin' devil bitches in corsets
I was never really good, then I torched it
I'm sorry Mrs. Jackson I'm speakin' for real
And I never meant
shit, me, I'm 'bout to go ape shit
Got eight chicks on eight molly's and they about to take eight trips
Dice game, eight trips, got a Houston Rocket
Every day working
You know, I'm glad
I'm glad we made it
Aye, whaddup Toke
It's ya Love, man
You know I had to tap in one time
I was just thinking about
i won't crash
I'm balling like Steve but my last name ain't Nash
Cause im all about cheese and I'm loving that cash
Glock wit a beam yea you know it's
I'm ma own boss
Ya don't get it how I get it
And the haters wanna see me fall
They can't stand it see me winning
Ya gon' hate me when you see me turn
real, aww, it's testimony time
Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges
Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears
Go on and testify
[Ludacris]
Lord,
Guess what? What?
I'm about to take it to the top
I'm hot and don't plan to stop
And guess what? What?
I'm about to take it to another level
Up
glad nobody's counting, and Lord I'm glad you don't keep score
My prayers are all the same, it's the ones I prayed before
Thank you, but forgive me, my
love with you.
I said it might sound crazy but I'm so in love with you.
(over chorus)
[Girl]
Daz I'm glad you broke up with that bitch.
stores December 26th
Stop snitchin stop lyin the DVD in stores December 6th
It’s a tell all nigga
Wait till my movie come out
Im glad it aint based
I think I'm in love
Get chills when we hug
Chills roll down my spine
I'm glad you're mine
It ain't nothin above
I think I'm in love
Get chills when
the top
Now I'm getting closer to it
Every song I drop
Bumps in the road, still moving
I was taught to keep it pushing
Till you get through it
Quitting's
be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step, mauled by the mouth of Pitbulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, ducking y'all
It's respect—but then
Y'all nigguz plain', gossipin', y'all ain' really about it
I'm speakin' tha right shyt, I'mma say it proudly
Y'all doubt me, but I'm followin' my
dem VV’s, you kno it’s so cold (VVS’s)
I’m thinkin’ bout money when I’m on da road (I’m on da road)
Diamonds from Africa, Olympian gold (Lympian)
Lemme
The shit they paying all the bills for
Man, I missed it, that cake taste delicious
They can't wait for vacations, paid for, by pictures
I'm feeling good,
See my homies asking them what happened
Cuz I’m on the corner I be trappin
Yea I gotta forty wit a Mac ten
About Trappin
Tht shit turned into a habit
released, I’m glad you enabled it
I’m glad that you were brave for this
I think you made mistakes and it’s
The reason that “break up” were words that had
to find when it goes missing
It ended up in your path amongst your scavenger hunt
Scavenging like savages by habit, tisk..
I'd have to say
I'm glad as shit
Held down my crown for a decade and a half
Now I'm bout to give your grimy ass a blood bath
Talk about bein broke, nigga I'm rich
Cause I learned,
When they returned to Canada, she was about starting college; but then her father started beating and maltreating her (it was so bad that sometimes he
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