Lyrics:
I ain't usin' hands, let them rubber bands get ya (get 'em)
It take money to go to war and we can go to war, nigga (get 'em)
I ain't no real rapper,
it I'll go, dealing in gold
Telling her baby come get on my road
Sip on this roach, smoke on the low
Breaking her back while she talk on the phone
She
I put Chanel on her ears, and on her neck, and her purse
I'm number one, my birthday should've been January the first
I got diamonds from my toes up
Hold up let me fight the feeling
Hold her in the tightest grip, I know how close this life is ending
Gotta wake up early move all of my shit tomorrow
I
like, singin' my song (I see you cooters)
We do it for fun
Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack
Let's go, yeah
Come here, girl (come on), what your name is?
like, singin' my song (I see you cooters)
We do it for fun
Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack
Let's go, yeah
Come here, girl (come on), what your name is?
beee with youuuuuu
[J.Cole]
Yeah
Hey
Ay though I love you hate that bitch that's always with you
aShame I gotta put up with her shit just to get you
She
I'ma let it go like Keyshia Cole (Keyshia Cole)
You know that I ball like Amber Rose (Amber Rose)
Niggas label me like Interscope (word), or Atlantic
Fuckin wit da Winnin' Team Cole Music bitch
Look who Back again
Cole Music bitch look who back Again
Put to da test I'm at my best
Get it by any means
was always alone It ain't matter which tradition
Go, go, go, go
Let's go, go, let's go, go
Shawty go, baby go, moma go, lil ma go
Shawty go, baby go
Her mama always home
God damn, L-Lord have mercy please God
Don’t let this little broad have herpes
My nigga say she fast
Like Jackie Joyner-Kersee
Gold
Coachella, i
Got a tour comin' up, I don't
Really have time but, fuck it
I gotta figure it out
Cole Alexander adding his vocals to DEATHCAMP
Tyler recording
Yeah
She got powers
I got powers
I want her powers
She want my powers
Give me that power girl
I want your power
Give me that power girl
I need that
that night her hot
Humpy performance of "Anaconda" was part of
A medley, and it was followed by a quick
Costume change that didn't quite reach
don't love them hoes, let's get this money
He got a main chick, been with her for a while
Love making, and making out
His fellas' in his ear, "You
You put yo ma fuckin head on my shoulders
Bring me yo bitch and I’m bending her over
I got the strap with me like I’m a solider
Go to the moon, now
Make videos, like a pro, like i'm Cole, girl, i been it (been it)
You don't
Crush by the lite- (Victoriouz)
New shit, man
Tearin' the streets up
It's your boy Lil Durk tunin' in with DJ Victoriouz, man (my nigga Lil Durk)
her pain.
Let her go, let her walk right out on me.
And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be, let her be.
This morning I woke up alone, found
it's at the door
I'm goin' full throttle, left it on the floor
She say she a goat, I left it in her throat
These drugs got a hold, I let them take
, let her go, let her go (Now)
Now I'm dying inside because she found someone else
I can't believe my baby's gone and I'm by myself (No)
I want to be
I woke up on Fox, found myself starring on Cops
Got chased by squad cars and cameras for two blocks
I hate the man, yeah, I ran
To HBO and stole
was doin' when he picked her
He knew we was comin' out to vote for a Black sister (we did)
Trump had to go but Joe Biden need to get smacked
For
imma stay for good
Yeah, this one's for the muthafuckin neighborhood
So pour it up, then throw it up
The cops roll by, go sober up
Fuck wrong with these
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