Lyrics:
yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
(It's yours)
Break it down
Yeah, aight
To everybody in Queens,
hold up captain cause this ain't good.
I'm getting chased by some fat rednecks in white hoods.
I think there trying to kill me "well what do you mean?"
karma
As-salamu alaykum, I come in peace
I love all religions and
Practice what I preach
If you came into this world and you bleed
You're like me 'Cause
the other one!
ARTHUR: I am. And this my trusty servant Patsy. We have
ridden the length and breadth of the land in search of knights
who will join me
judgment
Fleek, are you there?
I'm here
But hold up captain 'cause this ain't good
I'm getting chased by some fat
Rednecks in white hoods
I think they're
pockets then
I'm stoppin' in the club
'It's Goin Down', you're on my jock
(Joc) again
I'm on top again, this the real world
Not pretend i'm thorough
But'll
growing up
I come by to see you ask you for ten dollars
And you wanna talk about how I was raised
You don't know nothing about how I was raised
This world
first check and put some ice on my neck
Dropped ten on my card co-signed by my Bic, yeah
Lyin' with the Crip, yeah, doin' wild shit, yeah
Comin' from
on top of the world, on top of the world
I'm on top of the world, top of the world
She was a little girl picked on in school
Yeah she had funny teeth
All
on your best day
Rollin the Wild West way, giving it up
Leaving the whole world stuck not giving a fuck
Laid in the cut, now we break through in the rut
on your best day
Rollin the Wild West way, giving it up
Leaving the whole world stuck not giving a fuck
Laid in the cut, now we break through in the rut
will power, Bacardi
In this New World Order
This New World Order
This new world
In this new world
In this new world
In THIS new world
Women Keep watchin
And ain't no stoppin' us know 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me Stew D P-D Freaky G
The whole world wanna be a rappin' with me
I'm in the flesh
Let's
he dropped
On the hip-hop world
If Frank Ocean wanted to play you a song
You'd drive across town in
The pouring rain, right? That's how we've
Ended up
cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by
to catch my breath
Perfect time to slip a pill in his drink
Take him outside and curb stomp his head
Toumi, you alright there man
You were in a world
the whole wide world in the palm of my hand
But don't give a goddamn I'm Sam I am
What that even mean? I don't know what you talkin' 'bout
Why nowadays
busy daddy's writing a song
This song ain't gonna write it'self
I'll give you one underdog then
You gotta swing by yourself
Then turn right around in
their leaders
And they were pursued by a curse in this world, and so they will be on the day of resurrection, no doubt
Verily, Ard disbelieved in their
ooh, yeah
I feel like I'm out of this world
Shawty look good in bikini, that body a ten out of ten
Say she wanna lay in the sun, say she on top of her
like a thong
And it's survive for the strong
Living outside the laws of this crooked world
I was born touched
My Young n****s in the wild life
body all that
Ten toes baby yea
I ride by myself it's betta for my health
Ride by myself hard trusting someone else
This world get you knelt everybody
love that girl too
I let y'all know me and I would love to know you
Now come on (c'mon sweetheart)
Everything that I love in this world
Has gotta
hands in the air praising him too for this
Hook
Joy X5
And the world didn't give me this
Joy X5
And the world can't take my
Joy X5
Never ever will it
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