Lyrics:
In this tiny dot on this big ol' map little Johnnys putting on his fresh pearl snap
Got a sweet young thang gonna take her into town tonight
Working
on outta here
'Cause I can tell by that little shy smile
What I'm talking bout's a little more of your style
It'll only take a couple of miles to the
Truck
Y'all heard 'bout stompin' and clappin'
Ladies and gentlemen gather 'round let me tell ya little story of how I came to your town
So if you just lend
can see you On Too Something
Here's a little advice (OTS)
A flower need the most support when it blooms
A garden never lies
When you start to sprout up,
Every day it grows a little more then it was the day before my love for you just grows and
grows ooooh how it grows and grows and where it's going
big mistake
You moved! (Da Bomb!) Mmm-mm you can't escape, checkmate
The flashy nigga, underground digga
Nigga think his head big enough, I make it
in F-town the four-door was crammed
Thinking of ways to make the paper expand (Get it poppin)
You smell the sauce I ain't gotta say nothing (Okay)
This
and run just for fun
We went to the sto' and sold bottles fo' a nickel
To feast upon a big bag of Cheetos and a pickle
You could get a soda for less
a beat a nigga brakes off
Ride on him he'll knock a nigga skates off
He don't fuck wit nobody but he a take off
Respected by every nigga that's under you
You shook his hand at the door
It was last 4th of July when
We got into that big fight
You seemed more concerned with the
Girls by the pool he held my
large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how bright we shine we're far from being stars
[Zaakir]
You say
wanna taste those lips
Melt you like butter with my fingertips
Fall a little deeper in those big blue eyes
Get to know you better one kiss at a time
more
Now am back to big bruh
Don't do what these younging hi hub
You been Tru a lot like me so sit up
Ahasssahahahabababsb big bruh okay Let
nominated, yeah, yeah nigga you know me
Hop on a song and kill with niggas, who just won all the trophies
Bitch I ain't playin' no more like D. Rose or Kobe
Creep right up to your spot
So everybody stand up
If you work all day
Baby you deserve a little more time to play
Hands up
We're gonna feel
scammers are successfully recruiting their original victims
To facilitate even more scams
Bricks
Di link big (big)
Which bank me fi use now?
Nuh far
girl
When you'll be feelin' blue
You'll can't pay your little old bill
With a big old I.O.U.
This dynamite you're playin' with
May be T.N.T.
So
(get guap)
They don't give a fuck (ah fuck)
If you never knew (they chattings)
Baby I just want you by my side
High asf, if I buss my niggas buss
If I
act like you don't matter
If you don't find a way to Save you'll end up in a early grave
No more dark clouds
No more dark days it's about time to take
(the god just stepped in town)
Yeah baby just trip that body (come on down), and sing along wit me (come on)
I know you've been searchin' for someone
might get seen by a nigga with a contract
With a sports team or just a nigga that you figure could afford things
Like more rings for her fingers
She used
more.
There's always more.
The first time you talk.
Your first birthday.
The first time you go to school.
The farewell from school.
Driving for the first
the town
Slow down I don't really do it for proceeds
All I really do it for achievement trophies
You know you got a problem with it you can hold both these
Suspicion's breeding here
The town's going insane
It's like a roundup
Boarding people on a cattle train
Anything you can't stop
Paranoia is a remedy
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