Lyrics:
being famous
No matter if we ignoramus
It's all for the love of Auckland
In pubs cheering Borussia Dortmund
"Hello Kitty
We the bitches in the city,
A thousands parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes
Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of lies
Chocula counts by the counts of 5,
And don't you ever fuckin' ask me 'bout no side bitch
And everything you say I do for you, I will for you
I'll be the reason why it's Hermes in your closet
Hit you in the face
Hard as hell with this rap sheet
In your digital space
Peep your technological gadget
Seems like magic
A luxury tragic
We stay
you on all fours
In the backseat
Shawty looking at me
like it was magic
Bordegga : As the mood feels right
No go tell you tales by moon light
I'm give
goin' crazy
When I'm in the house, when I think about
When I see you out, when I hear about {T-Pain}
I want my baby back! {'Lo-so} And I thought it
Hit you in the face
Hard as hell with this rap sheet
In your digital space
Peep your technological gadget
Seems like magic
A luxury tragic
We stay
Feet in the pool
Breakin the rules
Im goin wild
Live in a zoo
If you had a clue
What I am up to
I would be thinkin bout what I should do
But I am not
And as I grew older the constant
comparison between my brother and myself left little
doubt who was the image of perfection in my father's
eye. To him, my
the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say no matter the shade that magic in you
On that Serena, Venus...
Michelle Obama, Queen Latifah
Cardi type of vibe
Got me
And you're feeling down and out
When you feel there's no hope
Just follow me and you won't doubt
Alone on the hill
Lives the man they call healer
You
living
Room we walked into, her black curled hair waving everywhere, older than her by a few years
His book is like a breath of fresh air, no one can
on acid /payote & magic mushrooms/my trip takes me back wadleigh where we use to gamble in lunchroom/crack packs in my back nautica sweats with the boat
the heat is fucking hot
No wonder I was born and raised in this spot
Then I had a friend that came out on top
His nephew is Lamar I don’t got what he got
But
of Trayvon's dad as a present for him
In my present form I'm desert storm
Appetite for destruction is no suppressant for
Aggressive, forceful, and less
a breeze
Don't let it pass ya by
Lotta people don't wanna to listen
Lotta people just wanna give in, to society's opinions of where they should fit in
to pretend
And then it's
Click-click, Boom
Brains on the tile
In a while, body found
By one of my friends
Ground hog day
No escaping hell
Say good morning
No chance of you winning this fight cos
You ain't really the type to
Fight with this lyrical miracle
I'm in your ass
Nigga you need a diaper
Dare I say
my mind was, keeping you by my side no I don’t want any problems
Getting close to me naw I wouldn’t do it they know I’m back in the game no wonder why
a story, no west side
Those memories never left my mind
Those moments felt like magic
Harry Potter, I'm a wizard girl
And you my jenny, no acting
Take a pic,
Good morning sunshine
I love to reach you when we wake up
Starin' at you, no makeup
You make me wanna cook breakfast for you
I go through a whole
and affection
are my sense of direction
Magic and illusion
To help me through the confusion
Lots of time went by
Miles and miles of flying
Something in my
have a National Geographic a magic
With Tailormade status and plus favored is automatic, uh!
We're not balling
We take it back to the days of "yes
have a National Geographic a magic
With Tailormade status and plus favored is automatic, uh!
We're not balling
We take it back to the days of "yes
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