Lyrics:
tutsi, wear in wardrobe for the movie
You really not the ill nigga that you claim to be (You'se a phony)
All gassed up by ya people, before coming
vapors
Fuck the spot, I'ma blow up the world
You just mad because I towed up your girl
And sent her back lookin like Raggedy Ann
She said her man was like
the slag don't shout me
Man don't doubt me, man chat shit, so I slapped him loudly
Smacked him proudly, man's too cold get a chap lip round me
What, man
come
Let the track ride, gimme the mic and I'll run
Smooth with the groove like a saxophone
My backs is on, and man, caps is blown
Straight off
tracks like an athlete, you will never have my kids but
By chance over happenstance
I pull out even with rubber in every circumstance, uh
'Cause I'm
a glimpse of the holy land
She tried to hold her emotions back
But when I licked my lips she had no chance
I said
Beep beep
I'm all up in your grill
Just
I don't need friends to fuck my ex-girls
I don't need girls to fuck my ex-friends
A broken friendship is just like a broken relationship
But do I
Yeah
Roscoe
Supafly on the track
It's real big tonight
Super Big
See'mon
[Chorus:]
It's that time again and the place to be
Hands in
to leave me behind
My best lines make a bad girl re-rewind
Said if you want it then you get it
No ones had it then I need it
If you got it then you
the girl that I saw in my dreams when I was younger
I've seen a lot of pearls but word you got me feeling stronger
I was caught up in the moment (yeah)
a new car
No gas. We ain't going very far
Big facts. Everything just falls apart
Way back before we burned out
We used to wonder how we'd turn out
But
I see im stronger than even i realize
I did this myself
By myself and i felt pain from physical to heart break
U know that shit that
Make u think
This your boy J. Guevara
AKA JustinHisPrime
AKA Henny Planks
I'm just to here to tell y'all
The Mission is too Great
And We Up We Good
Word to Ron
We
no time for drama
But I still step on a bitch if he choose to act shiesty
My red bottoms leave bloody tracks on the nightly
I'm killin' it on camera,
scheming on the low
For the come up high key
Now my track so lit
They can't take me lightly
Everybody feel the subs
This adrenaline rush
Amplified by a touch
Oh guess who's back again
Lil hypocrite so tell your friends
Baby I'm the shit with no loose end
You lose m's I don't chase trends
I don't give
been running from suicide, but they pushing me to do it
My nigga I'm telling you, I be needing you by my side
But when I see Danny Boo face, I be
Introducin' the Westside Strangler, bangin' with the fixtures
Mashin in this hot Coupe De Ville with blue twisters
I just got it waxed, now I'm true
Mashin in this hot Coupe De
Ville with blue twisters
I just got it waxed
Now I'm true without a doubt
Dippin down Alondra on my way to the south
Think I'll die
I'm mighty fine
Mighty
Mighty yeah
But the girl by my side is looking real nice
I think I'll hit it twice
Hit it from the back end and get
recklessly
I’m here for the long haul baby
As long as you’re with me
I Been Traveling far out on an open road
I just made It home from where the hopeless
groundhog day
We just glide off the runway
Charge tracks like far laps
Smell another steak
When I step out on the tarmac
Convertible cruisers
In a tropical
way bigger than groupies
Girl, just listen
You can cuff me, I don’t mind
I promise you, I will stop acting foolish
Take my word and run with it
Here’s
visualize, the way that we'd get down
I?d take the lead, and no doubt you'd wear the crown
The one I?d serve, cause she feels my vibe
Supports my wings, till
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