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distractions so I'm just building a fence and bridge
That house up on the hill that's where a couple of my blessings live
took some time to heal but I'm finally
(You don't really want to know)
Who's makin' love to your old lady
While you're out makin' love
[Verse Two]
Soakin' in the bubbles, by Body Shine
shift into a new shape
no matter how hard we try
It's a sign of the times
don't wanna let it walk by away
it's just a sign of the times
no matter how
boy, he
Love that white girl, he Charlie Sean
(Go) but when it’s time to get the fuckin’
Mula, he clean up, pristine, oh, aye
What is up? I need that,
thing I remember is that murder scene
That's why I gotta make it by any muthafuckin' means, uh
If I wasn't Kd Collins you bitches wouldn't fuck with me
I
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
to sundown, a nigga done came up in no time
While countin' that money I told that bitch I need a blowjob
She's sniffin' that white girl like Tony, this bitch
Then mix tape with problem
Afro made a million dollars
Bad hoe pull up on Collins
I live off the street from Collins
Ball like an open baller
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins
complete I'm chasin big dreams got no time for beef I just been flossing got gold in my teeth been through a lot so I spark up the reef I'm makin my way
the Donald bro
And now you're makin' like Collin and ballin' up a fist
I'm pushin' you to the limit with all the ugly tricks
I plot you flop to stop I drop
Hey there, teenage Baltimore!
Don't change that channel!
'Cause it's time for the Corny
Collins Show! Brought to you by
Ultra Clutch Hairspray!
Fuckin’ all these bitches makin’ money issa pattern
Pussy in the kitchen make me hungry issa pattern
Keep my digits hidden outta country issa pattern
record I ever cut was, um, "Get Up and Dance" by Freedom, nah I mean?
And then, you know I just basically learned from watching everybody
Doing they
"Should I get to sleep some day?"
‘Cause I've been up all
Night chasing this cake
To feed my mama and them
Summer-time, you hear them sirens again
They
Lately I been gettin into all this designer shit
Shout out my nigga Collin
He always told me back in the day
Yea
Rose
Niggas stuck
Trust me they
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
terrified once again
By a roar of immense laughter. . .
Ho! ho! ho!
Which seems to be rumbling up
From the very depths of the cave
In which he has hidden
cry for the fame?
Did you pour out for the pain?
I've been around this world so many times, I
It's love and loyalty, by any means
I've been around
messed up
Black on black crime, either you poor or you blind
Life is a welfare line and the homies they doin time
Some niggas they switch for
it tho
Foreal
Collins
I told my nigga wisen up I gotta get this money I keep running up
All these bands
Gotta play with the hand I was dealt
Too much
burnin' up
Times change people don't, people don't, people don't
Wished pain'd leave me alone, me alone, me alone
Times change people don't, people don't,
What up!
We chillen at twelve?
What?
You gut fuckin' work yo,
You didn't tell me that shit yesterday
Ahright, well, you know, handle
Um makin' all
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