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you must be mistaken

Playing with these bands, fuck around and get yo bae hit
One call to my mans, fuck around and catch a facelift

I know some real

Miny, Moe
If I'm icy let me go
So you know she let me go
Man I'm colder than the snow
Man you know I'm on a roll
It's Porter T. Wheelie
I make it look

Blessings on Blessings on Blessings
Man just check out my necklace
Rollie on my wrist, couple bands I'ma spend it
Blessings on Blessings on Blessings

manz
I Need to cool it thank god I got fans
Got lotta stress man thank god bands

I am to high and I don't wanna land
Your girl got the curves it put me

, Hundred Bands
Hundred bands in a Bando

Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
I go to war with a hundred of 'em
Everything I got by Faith
So I ain't gotta focus

bands (Bands)
You throwing all the hate but i know u is a fan (You is a fan)
My dream into reality no limits like the man (Huuuuuuhh)
I'm feeling like

Classic Man (Remix)

Kendrick Lamar

Wondaland Presents: The Eephus

2015

on me like a young O.G, I'm a classic man
Your needs get met by the street, elegant old-fashioned man
Yeah, baby, I'm a classic man

I burn through

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

(speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (I'm rich)
Everything president tints
I'm on Ocean with a bad ho
Top down, she got flew'd out
On the back seat

the bands
(Let's turn up)
We got that money you know we got that flex
(Flex! BasedGod)
Black Bart, bitch cash a check (BasedGod)

Hey man, I'mma tell you like

off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into

You ain't talmbout shit
I'm talkin 'bout bands
You ain't talmbout shit
I'm talkin 'bout bands
You ain't talmbout shit
I'm talkin 'bout bands
You

Never be hurt by a man
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own

Hands up
Throw your bands up
Yeah your man sus
Tell em take a seat
Cause they know they can't stand us
Bands up
Throw your hands up
Yeah your man

Money man, money man
Hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands
Play with me yeah you ain't get a chance
Hit a lick and we do the shmoney dance
You

I'm mixin the liquor
Maken moves
Droppin the load as we speak
Shawty wanna eat
Easy to pull out my meat
Adamas they know I got heat
Phone ring
Money Man

Asaun Blaze 

Chorus
(Mommy Told me gotta have a plan son
Run a hunnid baggies I ain't even make a sandwich
1 of you bummy bummy niggas want the man huh

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Bujam się w krześle i myślę nad tekstem
By

with smile across his face
Picks the blues for a change of pace
Throw a couple bucks in the guitar case
Of the One Man Band

One Man Band
One Man Band

Came from the land we was counting our bandz & selling these sacks
Now I feel like the mans, when I pick up my mans & we walk into Sachs
I be

to give her some to remember
Some to remember
Yea
No we don't do pretenders
If you in this circle I got million dollar ventures
If you with yo mans dap ''em

Howdy
Rowdy
Yo mans poutayyyy
Rich rich
You doubting
Bitch bitch
You pouting
Howdy
Rowdy
I am cloudy
High high
I’m cloudy
Bye-bye
Nice guy
No moe

Bands in the club I got the bands
Throw them up just to see them bitches dance
I'm the man she know I'm the fuckin man
I had to get it had to come up for

first Glock
Young nigga bitch I'm making it pop Ducking the cops, tryna knock off a Opp
Flipping them blicks, tryna make me A bank
I move by myself ion'