Lyrics:
I'm in the club so damn down
I lost my friends and i lost my phone
I'm staggering all by alone
don't even know how I'll get home
but its OK its
[Verse 1:]
Lil nigga big name, big watch, and big chain,
Big o big earrings, blang dats what they like
Oh she like dat huh dats what they like
Oh u like
by the feeling'
Let me tell you about Christ healin'
He saved me when I was hangin out on the street
With the pimps and thugs,
Frontin' while they was
done it by calling the real heads got it lock tighter then
17 yr old dreadz
Freeze now get down assume the position strap my back pak
take to school
ChOrUsx2
~verse 2~
Baby you got it. Theres not a doubt in my mind. I remember talkin on the
phone hours at a time. Around 3 o'clock daily you would come
To my homie OFI
Then it goes around to the homie Spanish Fly
Why, cause we gotta get high, so high
Party wit the ladies to the crack of sun rise
guy
Eh eh eh
Wazup guy
Uhn ya
I'm a wazup guy
Check me out ehn
I'm a wazup guy
Haha ya
Ehn ah
I'm checking out by the way ladies and gentlemen
Thank
of death, I go hunting
Marilyn Monroe on the left of old Justin
Carrying an O with the peng, you know somethin'
I wrote the dopest lyrics, possessed by
could tell by her moaning
In the morning in the morning
I know things could get all crazy
But you made it from the hating
I know, I know
Girl you
Korean coupe in the front
With twelve rich whores, ready to stunt
Roll the blunts, lady, you straighten the pussy, ran Glenny my man
Honest seven
ain't no punk
Dougie D so thoed, and they already know
The Trae and the J Z-Ro, by bo
Got a kin folk raw, that be gripping a gun
I got a king folk
And break shit down like construction trucks
Word up to M.O., to the ten year demo
I made him come clean, one mean lean machine
I tell you like this, if y'all
In The End Of This Tunnel
Oh Lady I Want You Here By My Side
Holding Your Arms
Kissing Your Lips
Feeling Your Body Next To Mine
Original Flavor that's Nice & Smooth
My jam's ghetto Red Hot, take out the Ice Cubes
And just be cool, I'm o.t. to drop a Sermon like Eric
B., your Clan
[Verse 1]
It was a hot night in August, (hot August night), humid
Hit the store to get some O.J. to shroom with
Ooh shitty, I'm in the world's
step on the gas
All around the world, we all want to go
Some take the road others go with the flow
U.f.o or mirrorball, disco dancing pussy galore
In
he didn't rehearse
And got snatched from the earth like an old lady purse
The freestyle had mothafuckas on their backs
But failed to attack from
The penny arcades, hangin out by the pool hall
Used to bop down the block with the box, old school, y'all
Fellas said 'ho', the ladies screamed 'aw'
But that
chains of slaverie
Who of your nbole lineage will rule the land o scots
Thirty thousand says it shall be he
And the Hanged Man is laughing in the wind
When the sun goes down o'er Dublin town
The colors last for hours, oh
The lights come on, the night's a song
And the streets all turn to gold.
rhyme'll get him by
Now he's leaking H2O, he couldnt escape the flow
Sitting nervous, waiting for his first tape to blow
For him success means try'na make
the message
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love love
Foxy Music
I want, I want L. O. V. E. Love you
I want K. I. S. S. Kiss you
Yeah, golden
Ona kocha sport ona kocha ruch kocha fitness
Stawia na rozwój i jak kwiat piękny kwitnie
Ona o sylwetka dba która nie zniknie
Bo w tym trwa
use key
Tell the filthy five-O that I
Just wanna be free
Tell me if you've ever heard
Another rapper like me
Who's he? Nah man, it's not that
Tell them
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