Lyrics:
ya get back
(Word)
It ain't enough protection on ya ass, to fuck wit Brad
I got a lesson for ya ass
I showed ya, the Southside niggaz tote heat
I
having talks with Dad
Saw the bad coming
He brought me
I watched the water pass
Pops was tryna hault me
From having
Thoughts of a altered past
Passing by
or dead
I move with birds by the flock, instead - D.C
I keep whoopin', keep cookin', 'til the pots is red
Keep pushin', I don't stop at reds, fuck a red
you wanna eat?
Where you wanna go?
So much more money I'll take down the Thorne
You wanna house?
here is a loan
You know that bitch don't like being
and throat
She might be les, but she gon' top me off soon as I hit the road
I'm so in love with that cheese, that cheddar bobs to my songs
I done ran eight
She's a music lover and you know thats for real
Don't try to even doubt it cause by now you do the deal
She's a music lover and there's nothing more
Said these, night go slower when you ain't by me
Lost in the chaos and you know how to find piece
It's tough. There's a lotta ones like me
All I ever
wasenda umutima wandi (iiye Le le, ye Le le, ye Le le)
Niwe wasenda umutima wandi (iye Le le, ye Le le, ye Le le)
This is a love I've never seen
It's proof
remain but them I see no more. I guess my only hope is beyond the other shore.
Victor, Ethel, Loren, Tim and Cheryl too; these are but a few of the goods
Plus I'mma Bad Boy, I'm more like a bad man
Put mo' nigga's in pits than Brad, man
Can't dodge bullets? Too bad, man
Shit, I'd a copped
Love me self I possessed
More like to death
Yigga yaw
Yes sir mister upfront crutch
My level is seldom seen
Few and far between
Dem folks they
Good evening. I'm Brad.
Today, I'd like to talk to you about one of America's favorite pastimes: baseball. Baseball is a game that has a rich
illusions overlook the courtyard
The horizons I have not heavy
When I worked all day
It m'reste more to dream
Qu'les flowers horrible my room
My illusions
Chevy in my yard
A white drop top, pearl paint job is hard
White plush inside southern robe is fresh
Triple gold double-A Dayton's is the best, ugh
I
a shit show, the irony is
The school clown got more loyalty than half of you bitches
And that's to Sutherland
Gave you a chance at 22
Guess I wasn't that
more day (Girl)
But babe have just got one thing to say
Mi o ba e seere emo
Ma gbe keke e lo
Mo le le le
Mo tun le ju e lo
Mi o ba e seere emo
Ma gbe
correlation, I'm Kobe with it
The Mamba clone is written
We turn down digits to go parade with politicians
My bitch bad like a faulty wire, make the connect King
Chevy in my yard
A white drop top, pearl paint job is hard
White plush inside southern robe is fresh
Triple gold double-A Dayton's is the best, ugh
I
wear
Mind you, don't slip in there
Fredo is dripping there
We bring big sticks there, then vanish into thin air
No trace man, the ting's clear
I'm
streets facts more than sesame
Tekashi runs his mouth like its nothin tryna show out
He wants six or nine inches by Montero no doubt
Offset said they do
of Brown Boobies
Hanging 2 by 2 naturally
Swaying graciously in the breeze
Kept me thinking bout birds and bees
Then we landed on the tarmac
Brad was
And how I see myself for me like I don’t got a face
I can’t believe in no one else cause I don’t got no space
I barely be me by myself cause I don’t know my
a dude, how does that feel
Looking at my numbers is the math real
Wizard like I ball with Kuz and Brad Beal
No more listening to everyone else, cause
I'm
ffwrnais Awen, the heat of battle's been harnessed,
Ein carreg's the hardest,
Ein gwlad is small, ein calon's largest,
Draw lines in the sand,
It means more
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