Lyrics:
in my ear speakin’ sexually
The bread and the cheese that’s the recipe
(Ooh)
I just be spazzin’
(Ooh)
You know the rappin’ my passion
(Ooh)
I just be
On Tuesdays and Thursdays
You better watch for the sweep
Look them people gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street
I'm layin off in some room by my
you loved me
And my prodigal soul
In my dreams, all is forgiven
In my dreams, I'm by Your side
But when I wake up somethings missing
Can You free
a fly-by
It is I, mindin' my own mind
Father time be the boss cOMES AT A COST
He aint never lost fAME IS FAKE
CAUSE IT FADES pop the fame bubble
Cause he
dogs?.humping dogs?stickin? that thing in any crack that passes by??..
Dirt falling in my mind, ..dirt gets stuck in my mouth, dirt gets stuck in my eyes?
Seeing
and that's why
For one pair of two-three's, he get shot with four-fives
Oh my, God, it's so, wrong
For every blooming flower there's a snake in the garden
Oh
the world
I'll look for you each Christmas Eve
And if I fly by you tomorrow
Would you come back home to me?
I've been waiting through the advent
As each
new home crept into his mind. He waited a few more weeks until he ventured out once more in search of his new home. Now with the added knowledge to look
thru, easily, Ab-Soul the new Eazy-E
Talking shit, leave him be, I'm chiefing weed, watching DVDs
Eatin' 5 star meals in my home
My crib look like Johnny
you awake from ya slumber
How ya sleep on me
Wanna kick it like Bruce Lee, high key we can meet for high tea
Come sip on me
Still like to fuck in
n Tűz
Nem tudod bírni to walk in my shoes
You just a hoe shaking ass for the views
T Danny bossin i vouch for that dude
Coo lee and Beatrick
half steppin
Used to run thru 'em you can go ask Stephan ("think he wasn't?!")
My cousin Douglas you can call him Skin Deep
Back in the day we lived
the whip my bitch drive
Need a new safe money getting too high, dead presidents all in my Levis
Boy I swear this nigga be swagging, and I'm living lavish
Man I'm too real, I keep my steal, No I don't fuck with niggas (no I don't fuck with niggas)
I'm in this bitch with Pradas on, I don't even notice
Yea
Motha fucka
Yea
Back to collect my motha fuckin rent
Chang chang
You know
Its that murder I wrote shit
Pay up or lay down
Yea
Motha fuckas in
the hearts is chrome
Always did this shit by my vLone, yeah
All I've ever known is this money on me
That's just how it go when you on the home team
These
by the same store
My boy grown so y'all can fill in the blank
My label a gas station niggaz fill in the tank
You see my team and we spit it the hardest
from my steel son, steel son
In New Orleans, there were many bizarre things I always saw
Growing up here, especially in the graveyards
Life, wit no beginning, as the world stops spinning
? a journey that's never ending
I glance at my baby boy, I can see this in his eyes
The little
but I’m anxious, because my patients keeps me in a sentimental mood. A new dilemma that I’m faced with is that love gives me the trembles, and I
news
Bootch in the booth finna bust a tooth
Crown me the king of the fossil fuels
Capitalize minds then i sign a truce
Agree to bring you back when I'm
Hop in my new whip call it metal sonic
Had to stop by the union make a deposit,
She stay call me lil vert, I said baby stop it
If it's fly niggas
old news
Bootch in the booth finna bust a tooth
Crown me the king of the fossil fuels
Capitalize minds then i sign a truce
cgree to bring you back when
like Georgie Best
Say less
Babe I’m with my crew flight overdue buts that’s nothing new
Say less
Send the motive by text link up connect dash from
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