Lyrics:
keep tabs on the currency
500 band clique, yeah i know you heard man
Big timing like we run with bird man
Rope chain on like i'm slanging birds man
Knee
Yeah, uh, man Look, we had a real good thing, what the fuck
Why you makin' shit seem like I ain't runnin' it up
Or like all the real p's, don't be
life
You wonder, what's a man to do?
If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
people shocked
I look down at my clock
It's bout a quarter to 11
I feel like Shaw disel big man call it game 7
I'm a lethal
No mosquito
Not
I'm a winner man surrounded by the love of God
I'm a winner man standing on the word of God
I'm a winner man not by power and might
I'm a winner man
whatever i say (No)
Do she love me man i never can tell
Tax niggas steady giving em hell (Giving em hell)
Know they pray that i never prevail (Never
Man I'm too fucked man I'm too far gone
Throw you out your plane like my last name Shaw
Buy a diamond for her neck her ear and her face
And watch
me to present (yeah)
I admit I love God but wait
It's so much temptation but wait
And mental, the drinking and smoking too much
But it helped me
You know, that's why, man
I be telling you all the time, man, you know
Love, that word "love" is a very serious thing
And if you don't watch
(that's right)
From the 4 to the Shaw even Century
On Figueroa we gotta sowed up
Rollin' with the D.O.B.
Fuck Crabs cause nigga I blast from the O.G.
Glenwood, Raleigh
Glenwood, Raleigh
What ya’ll doing tonight,
1:55
If you happen to be bored up in room
At NC State, Peace College, Meredith Shaw or St.
Dippin' down the street on platinum Daytons (old and young)
I been all around the world, Japan to Amsterdam
Hit 'em like switches
Dippin', hit
say I love you, lil' baby, I love that sloppy
Lil' bae, that pussy wappin', finna eat it up like hibachi
Bae, I'm by my lonely
You can bring that
me
I'm bumpin' Thai Shaw, Pimpin' Hoes dot com
The mo' god'Khan in a new Sean John
Lost in my lusty ways
You see my face in a magazine and can't turn
high, so bitch just do it
Right or wrong over right, we'll disobey
Smokin weed, plottin greed listenin' to Sade
Man I hustle all day, eatin' cat fish
Lyrics missing
I just bought a new four-fifth from my man
Just came from Atlanta, trunk full
he just got back from a road trip
Gave me two
It's funny how some things just seem to fall in line
It's funny how some things are just so divine
You got your bottle, I got mine
Now let's stand
You know, that's why, man
I be telling you all the time, man, you know
Love, that word "love" is a very serious thing
And if you don't watch
exposed
Life is way too short that's word to Todd Shaw
Burn rubber whenever I take the top off
Cold summer whenever he wanna pop off
If I blow the whistle
Nobody wants my pretty arty
I'm just tryin to be
Pretty arty
I just cannot make it
cll alone
There's crty Shaws
cnd arty shows
crty think tanks
cnd
to ball
Flyest nigga coming out the Shaw
My middle finger up fuck thе law
I’m lit as fuck off the alcohol
Gettin money tryna sеt the bar
Respect The Real
tell you we paid more
You love a good hand whenever the card dealt
But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself?
I do what I wanna
The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
Chris Atlas, David Amaya
I could fucking go on bro, Lory, Peter, Kate and Gabe
We gon' get into the rest later, man, but I fucking love y'all
Let's get
.jpg/247px-Artie_Shaw_(Gottlieb_07773).jpg "Artie Shaw & His Orchestra")
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