Lyrics:
In the house where nobody laughs
And nobody sleeps
In the house where love lies dying
And the shadows creep
A little girl hides shaking
With her
(What-what y'all niggas know?)
Then the guns come out (Then the guns come out)
I do this all the time, stuck with a little shine
Walk with a little nine,
'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they frequent
From 19, to 2019, been murderin' this
probably like, damn, yo
"Why little Bobby didn't come to school today?"
On the real, I was doin' anything to run away
And that's the same reason kids
Aw, aw, honey don't
Well, honey don't
Well, honey don't
A little, little, honey don't
I say, you will when you won't
Aw, aw, honey don't
seems I love you more
The little cards you give me
Will touch my heart for sure
All these things and more
Whoa, all these things and more
That's
can't keep
One little wheat field yields a little grain
Rough times, tough times are all one and the same
But as for now, time don't allow
They said
always quick to point out all my flaws when I was leaving out yours
Here's a message little girls, little boy
You could be the dirtiest muh'fucker in
(Mhm, that's that, that's that groove)
When I was a little boy
(When I was just a boy)
And the Devil called my name
(When I was just a boy)
brought a living room set
Went to ? d's, niggas mad, veins out
Copped the Jordan's, two weeks before they came out
Flashy, fly little nigga
Nosy bitch
too far away
Baby, you're a trip and a half, but I don't care
I know what people think
They think I'm a star struck little fool
Baby, you could be
until this month
You're goddamn right I want the fame
Plus a little horseplay if I get a off day
I wouldn't wanna waste your time, Mrs. Mary Jane
You're gonna be country?
You oughta know
A little bit of somethin' 'bout the roots and the boots
And the rhinestone suits
That started this rodeo
Hey
shit, nigga, oh well
In the 6, me and Rich eating oxtail
Walking up in the plug he do wholesales
My nigga caught a little charge, he got no bail (no
a little hot when you close to me
Every touch is giving me a rush (rush)
One shot, two shot, wasted, baby
Might've had enough
Hold me like remote,
along and save a man
Mmm
I don't know how she do what she do
But she do the thing, oh, so well
Showing this sinner just a little bit a heaven
When
It's that little Chico Pitbull
This my way of letting my city know
That I'd ride for em! I'd cry for em!
Bust five for em! And most of all,
FUCKING
yeah, yeah, yeah)
So don't gamble with your life (no, no)
It don't pay (no)
No, no
Don't-don't (no), no it surely don't, hey
Woo, ohh
Just a little
to the moment
When we said our first hello
How little did we know
Love was just a glance away
A warm embracing dance away
Ever since that night
We've
bitch at 3 A.M and nigga, she still wit' it
Do a whole lotta fuckin' for a little bit of change (broke bitch)
If you do what I say and listen
shouting
No shouting
No, no shouting
The little will escort you
To places within your mind
The former is red, white, and blue
The ladder is purple,
What's harder, life or Mr. Carter?
Balling 'til my hair is as white as Johnny Carson
You don't have to beg because I'm fresh out of pardons
Little
you do
There ain't another woman - Catching up with you
You drove me wild on a first date
You got me in a real state I
Just a little teaser
his fat sides
Well uncle rat laughed and he shook his fat sides
To think his little niece gonna be a bride
Well where will the wedding breakfast be
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