Lyrics:
freakin' by a garbage can
The next young freak, I met was Red
I took her to my house and she gave me head
She like blowin' dicks, is all she said
Yi critical mass, uyizwa nge smell
Whipping round' Jozi, I ain't by myself
I'm presidential, I'm sure you can tell
Plus all of my bitches are fly
Now my friends offer me the rope
Welcome to the zoo, we all goats
They don't like that I wanna be alone
And that Hunter matches Michelle's tone
Her
If we can't find success
Like Jada and Will
I don't want you
My baby
If we can't have a bond
Like Barack and Michelle
Then I don't want you
My baby
I'm
sow
Sneaky' niggas, so I stay by my lone
This shit get realer every day, hope you know
Hesitate, you might get left behind
I was high, every day,
high and burn by myself
Lost BIGJIM and I ain't ask nobody for help
Just me this big ass glock and this bitch named Michelle
Half man half Astonishing
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyoncé, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this
My boy Roc, can you
thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome?
Labels want my name beside a X, like Malcolm
Everybody got a deal, I did it without one
Yeah, nigga, I'm
Be Careful Of Stones That You Throw
-Artist: Dion
-peak Billboard position # 31 in 1963
-previously recorded by Hank William, Sr. (as "Luke
followed by them all.
Descent to Dion
Let us meet for what we failed
Drink with my cup and spill on your fate.
Descent to Dion
I never knew what was
walk around and I try to hide
Cause your eyes
They are telling me good by
I drive my car
Hear the radio
Playing songs
That go around and around in my
a fuckin' sandwich
Osama Impression bro, fuck you William
And fuck your fat whore
Bitch, you can suck my balls
I fuck you by force
Donald Trump Impression
neck, I'm walkin' by and you can smell me
He said, "Take off all your clothes"
But this nigga not Nelly
Sent that boy my Cash App case he had somethin'
been dropping Sh*t baby like Celine dion
E tell me felicon
Now I pull up cylinder I light up my candle
Yea
I with I know
I don't talk I don't know
Don't
survive
Hard turn from memorable to cynical
Picturing clothes for what would've been identical
Similar outfits, similar names
My deceased kids'
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, CoKane (hahaha, you feel that?) (This for my down ass bicch)
Uh yeh, big rabbit, yeah, yeah (down ass bitch)
No gold rings,
supposed to be alive
Why did you have to say goodbye?
Dear Aunt Michelle
The pain punched me in
He is gone and it's hard to keep up my chin
My family is
How you gonna fend for yourself
Out my pantry nigga
I don’t gotta jag in the lot
Or a Camry nigga
Learn to make moves by yourself
When you abandoned
(listen)
I like your girl so you better look after your girl
Or I might just take your girl and make your girl my girl
Switch your girl with Michelle
Tg Fee
In a coupe flying outerspace
Bitch I feel like elon
Bitch I ball
Teach my son to ball
Shadeur sanders, dion
Marni slippers
Match the chrome
like I'm Dion
12 askin me I ain't see nun
And my niggas bang blood so you know they can't c-none
Even I though I wasn't gone be none
They ruled it over
of my career
But at first, that wasn't clear, niggas had no idea
Dion called me when it dropped, sounded sad but sincere
Told me Nas heard your single
the time
I got what I need
To make you mine
Need to know every day
That you’re feeling fine
I promise my love
Till the end of time
I could care less
About
focused to give pussy to one of my soldiers
The loyalty is deep, she my Meryl Streep
My Michelle, we menage, do that through the week
On the phone, she
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