Lyrics:
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
on today's to-do list is to design a pair of runnin' shoes
The goal is as always in my work is to add emotion to inanimate objects, so"
Uh, release day is
to my shit if you ain't gone share it
And that's True Kese by the way, It's Greezy
I think I found my groove
Young M.A every line a Ooouuu
You all, need
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
And if you didn't hear me boy I'll tell you again
My name is Quik or just call me Q
But it doesn't really matter to you
'Cause I'm the same person
Whether
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
Everything I try my hand at I'm great at
Everything I say I mean I can't take back
One day I might slide by in the Maybach
Make it rain while she
nice eight ball jean jacket to the last court hearing
I'm ready to change
Add shorty spit in my chicken and rice
I've been fully consumed by hatred,
the fool grows into the fool
If you want to stop the man then put on my shoes
HOOK
If you telling lies then you my natural enemy, inveno veritas” must be
Look, some days I'm supposed to, right
Some days I'm so close to the closest thing that surrounds us
The fake friends up on your poster
My idea
shoes (my shoes)
Baby, what's your number? Come take mine too
If you really wanna ride, then baby ride through
Bro just re'd up, now there's none
As a younger dude, life was somethin' rude
I barely made it to the first like a Cutler move
No rubber groove on my shoes led to fights, so suspensions
I had 3
My mom says that I should take my shoes
But I need excuses for the week
So I escape my school
You freakin' kids mistaking fake for cool
At night I'm
the smoothest
Truth is I've never not moved this way
My trench coat leather, my shoes are suede
Beg you don't step on my Pumas babe (baby)
Walked ages in
This the place that I call home
When I'm balling you know I take bones
I smell like a million don't need no cologne
I'm always nice don't fooled by my
my six?
Gigglin', dizzy as shit, is it sick?
I'm what a nigga would love to have
Chick with her own, nice tits, nice ass
Nice attitude even though
than you'll ever admit
I'ma listen to my heart
I'm not taking no advice
That shit will tear me apart
I regret being nice
I'm surrounded by these snakes
nice to meet you
I hear my song all in your speakers
Don't like me I don't like you either
Brand new me and a brand new day
Brand new shoes and a brand
Yo, this is Nas with my Man DJ Clue
The Professional part two
Puttin' it down for you fake ass DJ's and shit like that
Straight outta Q
(Hitman Walle)
The place wheh me come from not ah nice place
Everyday shot bust man drop ah my gate
Me and meh girl go funeral like that ah my date
Cash
fly 'round my signal
I'll rearrange your dino, crippy my house shoes
Blue rag disciples, murder, I'm liable, you get the Eiffel
Aim out the eyeball,
fly 'round my signal
I'll rearrange your dino, crippy my house shoes
Blue rag disciples, murder, I'm liable, you get the Eiffel
Aim out the eyeball,
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