Lyrics:
her blind..
She say she love it from behind..
She givin me brain.. n I’m all in her mind..
She lay on her stomach I’m all in her spine…
Ya she know she
as to dance with the wolves
Certified Costner
We offer lives to insert in our offspring
I’m dropping that cynical risk
Rapping till suicide doors or I’m
life
It seems like I live in a soap
It’s been such a slippery slope
While ya n****s sleep
And chasin them sheep
Im tryna catch up to the goats
Girl don't take this wrong but i see you been standing by the bar for a little bit too long. (ahh whoop)
I see it in your eyes every sip you been
stretch
Crying on my shoulder
You can treat me like an arm rest
Do I really love her
My reply speaking um yes
Take her back in time
Back in time
Feel like
precise yeah
Tracking these dollars you know I'm feeling the rush
I got that bag when I show up I got the streets in my cap
Trust me we live for this money
we don't
Then who will
I'm dreaming all around
But the south is where I live
This just some Down South Dreams
In a body body Lincoln
Feeling fresh
When my mom told me imma end up like my dad it hurt me in the worst way
But I just wanted your trust Matter of fact nigga I wanted your love
But you
My Truly, Truly Fair
Guy Mitchell
Backed by Mitch Miller and his Orchestra
Written by Bob Merrill
Peaked at # 2 in 1951
Competing versions
game time
In Kinder singing ABC's like I may just rhyme
I'm a son and I'm goin to let my ray shine
All this light around you'll probably think it's
from Ohio
We in Cincinnati, then we in Cleveland
White bitch love meth, said she need it
Get that ketamine out my freezer
I let her ball out at Walmart
I
and records
And the love that used to live in it
Lock it up
There's a hole in my heart
That looks a lot like Boston
And I try not to look to long
Cause I swear
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope
survival, survival
Reproduction but your love may be more vital
I'm just waitin' patient, idle
Live by the Ten Commandments, Bible
The truth, the creator, be
Look into my eyes and tell me I'm' your one and only
Tell me that you love me I'm just wanting you to show me
I spent to many days to many nights up
PP go berserk (PP)
My PP hit you in the butt
And then my PP spert (Booty)
My PP know ABC's
My PP count 1, 2, 3 (1, 2, 3)
My PP is very small (yeah)
in the butt
And then my pp spert my pp knows abc's
My pp count 1, 2, 3 my pp is very small
My pp is very bald my pp is very happy when
He’s in your
at the schoolhouse
Look at me now, I'm a rich fuckin' dropout, yeah
Perms in my mouth, not pop out
Pull up on ya block, everybody get shot down, yeah
Cartier shine
into the body bag
Maybe me and my niggas gonna stand by and look at all you fart niggas tryna rap
Understand that the hustle is so deep and it’s deep in
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
all these q's you forgot about the p's
Love to give you game but this style not for free
Looking for a jawbreaker with some double Ds
Lil baby fall in
ones they love
Tompkins Square, lower east
Delancey for the deli meats
You don't come to C or D
I'm in Manhattan like I'm Woody Allen
Jewish,
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope
stay clean, plus momma in a Lex four
She with me, what you expect, I live to be fly to death
It's the bird man Jr. sincerely yours
When it rains it
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