Lyrics:
bigger than the jaws of Dizzey Gilespie
Nigga the nigga won't let me
That's why when I get my shit I snipe like Wesley
You fuckin wit my right
But I'm black and I can't play by none of then rules
Old Kanye had it right you just a nigga in a coupe
Whether you scoring touchdowns or dunking in
do what they want to
Bumpin to Biggie and Pac, smokin a piece right on the corner
No crack babbies, or unwanted pregnacies
An apple a days the cure for
FYB, Rich Gang
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yeah you're all welcome to come in
Look, I go by the name Jermaine Dupri, right (the young boss)
Sauce
wanna
Don the ski mask of the robbers (Frantz Fanon)
As if I'm not already seen as bad by the coppers (Homage)
That's like parents being raised by
more time
We all want an easy life towards the end but while I’m still here you know I’m all fight
Calm down lil man
Just breathe a sec you’ll be alright
Right now we both know
We're Marina Del Ray
Planes gonna fly away
And you'll be on it
And by this time tomorrow
I'll be singing yesterday
you
I got your back Just like a shadow
These females Satan like the devil
But just chase the bag no time to settle
But how do you know?
Oh how do I
to wash cars for a dollar
A glass dick in the mouth of a model
Take your time, baby, don't spit, just swallow
BASE
Downtown Miami we've described
stop by
Uncle Wesley probably tell me, "You better not cry"
One more talk with Gwendolynn, she'll probably tell me, "Smile
Baby boy, I got your back,
skool, I'm all skool
Marley Marl, rock yo' spot
This that old skool overseen by Scott LaRock
I'm not old skool or new skool, I'm all skool
I'm not old
from like every town
Like what is that sound
I keep a Glock on me right now
Shoot em like Scott on me right now
Send em too god on me right now
That boy
in that civic
Boy I been with it
Now and days its good livin'
Just gettin' to the commas
Ain't got time for the drama uh
Better get it right we ain't
day, another bag
Another day, these hoes still mad
Another day sipping dirty
It's everyday, I know you heard me
Another day just went by
Tryna get my
everything seems alright
I love it when you put your back on my front n my tings come alive
I got a thing for them eyes, them pretty brown eyes
And them city
what's your name
Said "I go by the name of Lois Lane"
And you could be my boyfriend you surely can
Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman
I said
sympathize with me?
She's a brown-skin woman, just as sweet as a girlfriend can be
Mmm-mmm, babe, I may be right or wrong
Baby, it's your opinion, oh, I
sympathize with me?
She's a brown-skin woman, just as sweet as a girlfriend can be
Mmm-mmm, babe, I may be right or wrong
Baby, it's your opinion, oh, I
with me
She's a brown skin woman, just as sweet as a girl friend can be
Mmm mmm, babe, I may be right ay wrong
Baby it's yo'why opinion, oh, I may
I've been smoking wedding cake a blunt right to the face
Making my move just like a king you know I ace
I came from the trenches I still got expensive
twice
Mixing like a recipe
Papers like I'm Michael Scott
Really I've been off a lot
No wonder why my lights ain't on
No wonder why my time is gone
Lately
you're sunkissed
Everythin' about you’s a ten
Long hair with the light-brown eyes
That Fashion Nova lookin’ good on them thick
Thick thighs
Take your time
citizens.
Insulted by Our nation Our Own Government Betrays Us,
We fight for Our rights, We fight for Our rights, Da 5 bloods.
(Chorus)
Please, Stop I Can´t
you didn't know what the goal was?
Shine, remote control blinds
That turn on the time lapse, controlled by the iPad
Ah, my living room rap scream
.jpg/220px-GOT7-Just_Right_(EP).jpg "Just Right")
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