Lyrics:
the pussy apart
Shawty it's on after dark
Step to the mic and now I got ya
call me Young Sinatra
The flow is prominent, hella dominant
On time with it when
, more mass than the Earth
Your dick, half staff, it needs work
My dick, been there done that
Your dick sits there with dunce cap
My dick, V.I.P.
wrongs make a right
Let me take you by the arm, I'm alligator-like (bite her arm)
Gal, I waited all my life for you, heart is racin' like Talladega
this, life is priceless
Because you took a shot don't mean it gon' miss
You never knew another nigga sent ya wife the dick
and now you sittin' back with
own dirt
Dwelling the memories that is the energy literally
Feelings emotions the moment don't matter when isn't me
My ladies out there say nigga over
these kids, jeez
Don't give a shit bout lyrics
All they wanna hear is a beat and that's it
Long as they can go to the club and get blitzed
Pick up
that I'm about to be signed by one of the biggest pop producers at that time, my mother is sitting next to me and she couldn't be less impressed. She's
the valley
All by herself, goin' on the ho stroll
Comin' back home late night with the bankroll
You know a bitch like that makes me sick
But I heard that she
And I did you wrong yea, but vavy you had did me wrong
You kept telling me that there was more than this that I could be
And I was telling you that
Bruh, she already jiggin', ain't no turnin' back
I can no longer be held accountable
Why you make all that nigga music?
All you play is that nigga
dick ate? Pause
That shit weird, it don't sound natural
How you get top with a bunch of
Battle rappers lookin' down at you?
What type of gay shit is
nor there, and my dick is her chair
It be sexual warfare, I be loaded like software
Got so many hoes I'm hoein', but she the only one worth knowin'
just some dogs
[Method Man]
By any means necessary, it's on
B****, your f***ing with a dog, all I want to do is bury some bones
Take a piss
What the fuck am I supposed to do with this cow? I done already milked it
Smoke another cigarette, unfiltered, let go of anything that I'm feelin'
They
off, but I know
Anything's possible, though I'm not gonna top what I sold
I'm at the top of my game, that shit is not gonna change
Long as I got Dr.
trying to do with radio, with this, uh, mccarron-walter
Act and a lot of other ways, is start by saying that they're
Protecting the public from wicked
of progression
[Part 1]
[Verse 1]
There's a beast, his name is Deron
He’s family-friendly PG clean so I ain’t swearin’
There’s no doubt that he exists and if
fuck the thots
Although there is this one teacher that I think is hot
That bitch a fucking milf and she has a special spot
Is there anything left in
not a cover band
We're here to make an album of original songs"
He said, "Yeah, I guess that was wrong"
I said, "Yeah man, everything is sort
daughters
As one family what
Good is it? What good is anything
That everyone can’t have? Every ism
They think we’re done with racism what
About elitism, what
gotta sell my soul, ho, who the hell is you?
They say my kind ain't welcome everywhere, well I can deal with that
But those who pop they shit get the shit
never good for her
About six years older
Parents thought it was a phase
Started calling on God
By the time that they tried
It was just too late
(Chorus)
non-linear
Convoluted storytelling
Name some names
Amigo
Hey
Can you hear me
This is my voice
So
When I was young
I was
Obsessed with soccer
It was
wrong
What the fuck you doing
Loving on a simp
You should be pursuing
3rd coast chick
Southside grooving
If he ain't coming with the bag
Then he can get
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