Lyrics:
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend said she used to fuck with Usher
I don't care what none of y'all say, I still love her
(She
Speed right beside do the dash on the highway
I feel like Usher, doing it my way
I gotta question who really is riding
Room keep spinning, I'm
And this is what we came to do
Party, Diddy, Usher, game is through, come on
It's right around eleven o'clock
One of your girls just called
Asked you
And this is what we came to do
Party, Diddy, Usher, game is through, come on
It's right around eleven o'clock
One of your girls just called
Asked you
then what I knew now, I would have been a writer
Let it burn like lighter, no usher
But bring the ushers to carry the dead I'm getting higher scotty
It's a cheap spaghetti western and it hasn't rained for years
The dust bowl's overflowing and the soup bowl's chilling beers
A ceiling fan is
the dotted line
Even though you not here by my side, I'll told you I'll be fine
Only thing that hold me back is pride, I thought that you'd be mine
I ain't
that you know it ain't a lie
So you raise up and don't ever let you down
All you got to do is mob without a frown
Just keep rising let your body be
Hot thing, hot thing
Hot thing (hot thing)
Hot thing (hot thing)
Hot thing (hot thing)
Hot thing (hot thing)
(Hot thing) What's up with it
(Hot
but no, it goes unspoken
The poison poets corroded
Choices emoted by devotion
The seal is broken, the void is open
Provokin' a potent dosage
Dissolve
be lounger
Aliens is out of townish fuck applause
niggas clap now with forty pounders and forty fours
Is it all fair in love with war
You got to learn the routine
Woah, there's a girl over there
With the sunshiny hair, like a homecomin' queen
I said, "hey, what you say?
It's
You got to learn the routine
Woah, there's a girl over there
With the sunshiny hair, like a homecomin' queen
I said, "hey, what you say?
It's
scandalous bitches
I met this girl from the 'Natti, I got along with her daddy
I made it up in my mind this is the girl I'ma marry
Now when you wanna get
I'm tryna kick it wit you
What it do
I'm tryna kick it wit you
What it do, what it do
I'm tryna kick it wit you
Uh
Uh uh uh
Yeah yeah
Do
I'm tryna
It’s return of the Mack, like it’s 1996
I like the riches over rags
I might move to the ritz
My main bitches is my side hoes
Kick em all out through
volley that
Give it to me and she never ever want her body back
[Verse 1]
Eat up every piece of you I treat you like a party pack
All by myself shit
Bliss Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music Publishing)/ ASCAP
It Is You
As we lift up our hands
Will you meet us
get the picture
I'm withcha (oh)
See, this is for my folks who hold the fence up
The preachers, ministers, deacons, ushers and the sisters
My granny
kicked to the curb
Niggaa is shitey we call 'em a turd
Niggas want smoke then I'm letting it burn
Chop sing like usher I'm letting it burn
Gang on go if I
make it (Woo!)
Then I woke up on a empty stomach how to win is all I'm craving (Yeah)
No school so I stand by every single choice a nigga makin'
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
"And we'd like to thank our junior ushers for doing
such a wonderful job, look at 'em ... Pastor Skillz's
last sermon with us today. But it's not
what's your vice
If you need me to come get you by tonight, I'll come through and give you life
And make sure you live it, you know I'll get you every last
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