Lyrics:
romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe
got some real shit
Trying to be like $hort motherfucker, you know what I'm saying?
Dangerous Music got some mack shit for your ass, boy
Fuck him up,
myself go and then go more
I’ll take my belongings and return my key
By the time that you read this I’m gone and you’ll be be rid of me
To walk away is
Cause the boy got him a passion
But he keeps acting like it's hopeless
But I know the boy is low key
Just really afraid he gon blow it
And I'd say he
you a seh?)
As a boy slip him should be found in di morgue (right away)
Yo, Borderline (Timeless)
Dead body find (crime live)
A w'appen to dem dude?
I got a black flag But my brother Yard Boy
He Green Diamond
Whatever you see tonight don't say nun' bout' it
Make me a promise
Flash out by my lonely
to lock us down?
And throw away the key
But without this drug shit your kids ain't got no way to eat, huh?
We still try to keep Mom...smilin'...
save your life
It's ya boy, Kane Dingaling, A.K.A. the original black Spider-Man
About to shoot a rope down your throat, it's DJ EZ-Dicc
Killing you
nightmare squared
That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware
I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight
I hold mics while
surprise
Got my shorty flyin' in with keys taped to her thighs
With all the utensils, who hang my china thing
She half black half oriental eighty-six she
surprise
Got my shorty flyin' in with keys taped to her thighs
With all the utensils, who hang my china thing
She half black half oriental eighty-six she
that craazy old weak assed shit
and after all of that
She still walked away
How ya gonna diss your boy
To get some play?
And when I stepped to him about
anybody. Every great song by the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of Every Niagra record
anybody. Every great song by the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of Every Niagra record
anybody. Every great song by the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of Every Niagra record
and lets go (what)
What y'all niggas thank Wayne ain't bad
Lil' baby boy thuggin' tote a K foe sag
I be up in all black behind the ski mask
Outside
Wake up boy there is nobody by your side on the road
Your feelings are numb believe me boy I've been there before
Be positive, let negative thoughts
fucking merked by some lame
Heard he got it in the Range nigga Caine popped one in his brain
Over some-thang, took his watch and his chain
Country boys
she knocked at the door
I was standing with the keys in my hand to the four by four
Jumped in my ride, checkin' that nobody saw
The club was lit when
going back to being broke
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
How the fuck you take the stand on your homie
Niggas switch like seasons, gave me
crying every time you hit the sack now
You're low-key wishing you were fat now
Because you got AIDS from your pastor
Your situation got you feeling black
Possessed
She love me cuz I never took a hand out
She love it cuz a nigga really stand out
She love it cuz every thing planned out
No lil boy games
ready they ready we ready
We ready we ready
Rip jeans and my polo HCO be that logo
Wheat timbs not laced up nauti fresh by the boat load
Red head red
life
Vampire gang up at night
Hellsing when they pull the pipe
Niggas about to pay they price
No heart in me I always been cold
Get it by any means
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