Lyrics:
when my song come on
Damn she bad as fuck don’t make me call your mom
Man you should've saw my face when I saw her thong
Had a nigga feeling like I’d
Daddy
That's how I talk to your momma
But she kind of bad though
Your momma was a bitch
She got cum on her wrist
That pussy smell like fish
I think
days when I was broke
I had to find a way
And i'm a fiend for the money gotta go get paid
Yeah no more eating ramen noodles now it's fish filet
Now I get
calm to the bomb in this song go boom
Just ignore the alarm and the smoke in your lungs I spit fire to you demons you don’t need oxygen
Get them Major
burning my lips
I'm a jack of all trades, I can give you some tips
I'm an OBGYN smell my fingertips, yeah my fingertips, PU, smells just like fish sticks
Your team got heart, but your heart's in my hand
You want sixteen bars, in song format
Or sixteen cars on your mom's doormat...Wha
In my head we can go fuck it up
You wish I never dropped my first song
Because now all of these little hoes dropping they thongs
They want me
Heard you were looking for the wave
There you go you found me didn't ya
Small fish take a leap of faith
Try to go toe-to-toe with a
The very ocean
By: jimmy buffett
Spoken intro with music playing:
This is a song that started a long time ago. back when there
Was just the water world. there
that I can (hey)
Like, "What you doing? When you gon' go come see your brother?"
I'm sending love from LA, use this song as a letter
Funny no matter
fun of me for singing my song
Got a hotel room just to turn you on
You said pick me up at three a.m.
You're fighting with your mom again
And I'd go, I'd
butt
Go through they projects and they jewels is tucked
I'm in apartment 4B, wipin down the llama
With two freaks kissin like, Britney and Madonna
chuckled. "You think there's such a thing as a peanut butter fish?"
Aunt Marcy chimed in, "Do you think other cultures call them 'jamfish?'"
And then Nancy
Uncle Wesley I heard Uncle Robert was the man too
I remember this
Grandma Gayzella and me playing Go-Fish
On the patio, Grandma would cheat
I had an Aunt
Bam
We out we out
You keep asking me to change you won't do the same tho
Money bags on the table that shit'll change you
Told my mom her son shining
know you by my last name
Probably why my moms hyphenated it
She always knew that one day
They'd split
I remember saying one day we'll be rich
A wise man
“20 Bullets”
(X. Salinazarmendaritz)
Tuburu tutu-tutu turuburu !!!
Tuburu tutu-tutu turu !!!
Though you hide by singing old songs,
we know what is
time
Here's a fresh start I'm Isaiah and I go by Saij my mom made the name and rapping is My Aim
I'm five seven but I wanna be five eight I'm emotional
favorite songs from memory
There won't be electricity and maybe we can stay
Together there forever or at least for a couple of days
We'll go to a place
Got fake J's yeah that's for sure
Like your songs you're just a joke
After this you'll be a ghost
John, your music's trash
No thoughts man, that's
on with the zip
Where the song and the hoop go along with the strip
From the 9ine block, that belong to the crips
From the Sazon, to the mask on but
song, and that bitch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock checks
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts,
my best
And tell her mom and all the rest
That I was here but I really had to go
Reception line's too long outside
And I didn't come to kiss
through this before
Sitting at home in your momma's living room (momma's living room)
Remember how it goes
I would call you on the phone
Your mom said
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