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Yo bitch I seen I mean just poked her
Don't beef ig wont see me posting
Dont see no need to keep on holding On
In the streets is where I'm posted
(entertain it)
More infatuated by the image (by the, by the, by the)
I'm getting fed up (yeah)
All this bread, I'm eating too much (yeah)
Family Fortunes
a towel by the door
Just in case the smoke go into the hallways
Cause I be smoking weed and fucking all day
This is off the top of the dome
Let me introduce
day's numbered
Like a prisoner's arm i'm tryna
I'm just trying to feel alright, alright
If smiling is lame, I wanna be lame
If I gotta pick a location
Every day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black
One day I
Knocked off the game, and cold broke is spat
Gang Starr, will Billy Danze and Big Slap
Word to Laze, big schools and big gats
You didn't whip it right
dribble down your butt cheeks
Make you wiggle, then giggle just a little
I'm drinkin' babies, then I cracks for the Mercedes
Act shady, and feel my
dribble down your butt cheeks
Make you wiggle, then giggle just a little
I'm drinkin' babies, then I cracks for the Mercedes
Act shady, and feel my
moment we gone ball
Pull up on shorty see the suave
I just listen let the money talk
Aw, I'm rich
Money coming keep on planting seeds
We gone get it by any
me baby
Married to the money, prisoner in my Mercedes
I'm the greatest, no debate, y'all just a lil late
Cop the plate, make a play, money on the way
eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo
Just 'cuz she dances go-go
It don't make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your
to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo
Just 'cuz she dances go-go
It don't make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes
eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo
Just 'cuz she dances go-go
It don't make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your
to whistle, clock or bell
Nor weak eyed prisoner of Waller Street
Just let me live my life as I've begun
And give me work that's open to the sky
Make me
to whistle, clock or bell
Nor weak eyed prisoner of Waller Street
Just let me live my life as I've begun
And give me work that's open to the sky
Make me
), swear that they hittin' they really gleam (They really)
I'm gonna' get it by any means (I get it) show you what it means to go live your dreams (Yeah)
Billy Corgan sung
Our life is 1.8 litres of fun
Our life captured by a timed photograph
When work gets us down, we'll look back and laugh
Whenever we
Finally, it got so bad, I had to lay down the law
I said, I am walking
And just to give it a little more emphasis, I started walking toward the door
the weed spot, pounds of purp, bowl of cereal
Cartoons is on, my favorite shit is The Smurfs
Now I don't slip when I'm down in the dirt,
cause by this
calling me
I'm just a lonely prisoner
Of the stairway to the sea
And there you'll find me waiting
For the day of your return
But till that day how
Rolling Stone reveals is just hype for the tour
And the world sings
When the Beatles Hit America
When the Beatles Hit America
It's going to be sponsored by
chere
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas
But being homophobic could kill your career
So I switched
Live Free or Die
Words and Music by: Paul Worrall
pcworrall@gmail.com
(603) 672 - 8196
Verse #1
I have a gun rack hanging
In
a scatterbrain, I'm a scatterbrain
How many rappers think they're really bringing something new
Like Paul Pierce I'm the fuckin truth, untouchable
I'm too live,
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