Lyrics:
Oh my god, are y'all twins
Shark up out the water, I just left from by the bay
I just fucked your main hoe, got her wetter than a tank
Feel like
like the army, yeah, aye
Little by little, my heart breaks to pieces
And slowly, it grows, I can't keep all these secrets
I loved you, I said it, did you
of the club, sippin' Moet, is where you'll find me (what?)
The back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me (uh)
Mad question askin', blunt passin',
Peace my Nubian brothers (Peace)
Ayyo knowledge this, we came here to do one thing
And this is what we gonna do
We gonna drop the bomb (Drop
too far
Tell me where the fuck is we goin'?
This is just a warning, red eye alert
Whole team here, bout to go bezerk
Now I been waitin' for somebody
Piece by Piece imma get there just like a rubix
These bars a ruthless I just hope I don't lose this
These girls in my lane got me swerving
They see
curse
Knowing sacred sevens got me out by hearse
There is a sign from above and it's good
There is a will saying do it again
There is a sign saying not if
seeds, salutation from the missile plant
Quick to the hollow point, it ain't no olive branch
My low cal, four oh cal in the cardigan
Tempted by Satan,
triple my digits
Triple the volume on oils
I kept it real from the soil
One hunned wit niggas
All of my niggas is bosses
No need to ask who the boss is
the action sit back and start relaxin
Proppa Dee is on the scene keep them jazzy beats stackin
We're digging like vinyl collectors polished up like army boots
powerball
I'm finna' burn it all
wild'n out in the halls
Wake n bakin is my protocol
Girl yo ball control is on kyrie Irving
I'm swervin'
Y'all servin'
gonna shine
I got next it's my time
I got next to get mine
I got next and it don't matter
What they say we gon' make it
This is for my lil homies
That be
slår det säckert.
Nä, det känner jag också.
Hello everybody this is björn
Agnetha
This is benny
är det så
Tupac is back
Where my soldiers is at
Where my soldiers is at
Where the fuck my soldiers at
Where my soldiers is at
We got the real live shit from front
is true
So find a place to get comfortable and I'll share it with you
This story started in a garden that was haunted by grace
Lovingly formed by
happen that way cuz as I was skateboarding by in a bowl
A beautiful girl dropped from above into my arms
Harms coming to thee that dont listen to me
When I
rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
by my side
Out that grave he's alive
Demons tremble at his sight
We on a mission to bring them to Jesus
Don't get in my way this is not what you want
Saw this girl at the motive yeah
And I had to go over and say
Hey girl, my name is Zizibo
When I looked in her eyes
She caught me by surprise
this is child abuse"
Call DYFS, I might just be gettin' nicer
You young boys ain't ready for real
Thirty's the new twenty, nigga
I'm so hot still
this is child abuse"
Call DYFS, I might just be gettin' nicer
You young boys ain't ready for real
Thirty's the new twenty, nigga
I'm so hot still
Rakaa
Eyes in the back of my head
Back steps wanna see me this
Slash what it stand by
Killa ma stink da cold question
Turn a minute throw is like
My this
Music make you wanna vomit
But I'm laughing at you
Cause my future is promised
Bout to up the tax bracket
No more poor people problems
No more roaches
guns
Ain't thinkin' 'bout your son and daughter rooms
This shit is crazy, my nigga
I mean brazy, my nigga
That money talk, I just rephrase it, my
Discuss these my sweetie from this is the army by irving berlin Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In