Lyrics:
basket. And
finally Oliver St John-Mollusc (G.C.), Harrow and the Guards, thought
by many to be this year's outstanding twit. Now they're moving up
Baby are you still down
Still down for me
Still down to take a brick
Out of town for me
Rippin' off the whole clique
Thirty rounds for me
See
down that street
Keep on walking down the line
(3rd Verse)
I thought you was the one
But this a shit show
Lying to my face that a bitch hoe
Why you
teach them in the schools?
Who'd make the beggers keep in line? Learn them all the rules?
Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors
the creek
Then you begging me whoa
You cannot go
Solar clothes, light up modes
Koenigsegg
3 stripes down my leg
Look at me go
I’ll show you the door
We’ll
the creek
Then you begging me whoa
You cannot go
Solar clothes, light up modes
Koenigsegg
3 stripes down my leg
Look at me go
I’ll show you the door
We’ll
Backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the cover
'Till I talked to my daddy, he say
He said, "You ain't seen nothing
'Till you're down on a muffin
Now there's a backseat, lover
That's always undercover
And I talk 'til my daddy say
Said, "you ain't seen, nothin'
'Til you're down on the muffin
Backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the cover
'Till I talked to my daddy, he say
He said, "You ain't seen nothing
'Till you're down on a muffin
Now there's a backseat, lover
That's always undercover
And I talk 'til my daddy say
Said, "you ain't seen, nothin'
'Til you're down on the muffin
nuts dot com
I'm feelin' as I done my time
I really done lost my mind
My shit done went bon voyage
The devil is three doors down
You really need
some,but it's never enough
Because it's tough
STRONG:Like a magnum force
ROUGH:Like a new divorce
MEAN:Like a three-time loser
BAD:Like an L.A. cruiser
a million of Y'all and only one of me(hey)
What happened to the village as far as I can see
It's been burned down by this modern day slavery
[Donovan:]
I've got to make game for the party
That hard game. Name CHARLIE
I've got to make game for the party
That hard game. Name CHARLIE
Wake up, write down
VERSE 1 (MIKILOGEE)
Don dey pray for the raba (The raba)
Me I dey find the kyn money wey go shut down my aza (my aza ahhh)
All my trust on Oluwa
came down from heaven,
Six for the six that couldn't get fixed,
Five for the gospel preacher,
Four for the poor that stood at the door,
Three for
in the shadow of the Pole,
With a little coffin six by three and a grief you can't control?
Have you ever sat by a frozen corpse that looks at you
paper (paper), two, ya get some more (some more)
Three, it's time to put them burglar bars on the doors (fo' sho)
Five, watch for 12, nigga, they gon'
pass up no pooty
She started strippin' at the door, oh goody
I got in that ass with the quickness
Fuckin' her down with the diznick
I didn't have
made of red clay
Looking above
By climbing he realized
He could not scape
Looking around
He found a passage
Dug down in the wall
It was so tight, so
four-pound (uhh)
And bust like four rounds, kick the door down
Get yo' ass up outta town nigga, uhh, uhh
(Five by five) Niggaz connive, I thought you knew
months later, she's what I look for
This is my baby girl, this ain't a whore anymore
Bust down the door
Fuck her like toy
Sex ain't a chore
Go
Boo hoo, uee hee hee oh woe is me-eee
Welcome to the Dark World
Devoid of decisions
Lacking in losers or winners
Yet a beauty is joying within my
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
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