Lyrics:
messed up
That's your best luck
The kinda sort, run you over in the 4 by 4
And the tag on your toe will read Derelict
Pass the blunt, I take a hit
Pass
hit you when I come out to play,
Assassin's what they call me, but the middle name's Melee,
The Mafia is comin and we're here to fuckin stay,
Flamin
Yo!
John.
What's up?
Yo, I'm going to put the song about your house on the album. Is that cool?
Uh Yeah, I just don't want to have any, like,
Congratulations
Kind of famous
Couple cuties know your name in Swedish, Danish
Think I'm industry hated
Its kinda blatant
They hate the pink Diors
like us you our target market
Off La Brea by the Tar Pits I was flowin' in the park
Standin' out in any crowd like I was glowin' in the dark
Like Noah
name
You actin' kinda shady
Ain't callin' me baby
Why the sudden change
Any other day
I would call and you would say
Baby how's your day
But today, it
You's a thinker ho
What you thinkin bro? Need to
Get your money way up
UGK and Three 6 Mafia got
Your girl trained up
I'm still trappin in hell
My
showed us what our lives could be
Then two by two by two by two
The people found their plots
We were the first ones to move in
The number on the door is
Bought your bitch Burberry undies to
Put my hands inside
This a hundred round, fucker
It hit's who you standing by
Finna buy a street in Detroit
And name
I just wanna make my momma proud
Maybe buy a house ya
Shawty used to dub me now she really love me wow
It's kinda crazy when you make a name they
live fake, make money
Then they lose it
My back against the wall thats
Why I feel Lil Boosie
I’m in the beach house with your main bitch
Choosin’ and I
the bed
Call the doctor, tripping off the meds
Might pop your ass like I was coached by Gren
Stand on my pedestal
This nigga very cold
The same place I
just fool in a crowd
My name is Kalis but you hating fucks can call me a challenge
I get higher than the price gas paid by the gallon
In a field full
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
The Worl, uh
My swag got me big lit (yeah), big Worl, on my big shit (yeah, 808 Mafia)
I get a brick on my face
I get a brick on my face
Come
the water, like a needle or an iron cross, and so save yourself. If he had already attacked, you could overpower him by saying his name. “Nyk! Nyk! Naal i
808 Mafia
Uh, uh
In your room, playin' round fair
I ain't never playin' fair, never playin' fair
Seph got the waves
I ain't never playin', uh,
acquaintances
My lethal weapon is not Danny Glover
I don't wanna kill another brother
Do it, is it because I'm in the Mafia or because I was raised by my mother
my name they gon' say (that's-that's the homie)
I'm connected everywhere, I'm-I'm connected everywhere (that's the homie)
Everywhere-everywhere,
your hands in the air)
Well, my name is Ciara for all you fly fellas
No one can do it better (she'll sing on a capella)
Boy, the music makes me lose
don't you kick me one of them funky-ass beats?
My boy my boy my boy Ice Cube
Yo we got my homeboy Eazy E in de house
Won't you tell 'em what your name
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding? Can't think about sex?
Irritated by your Kotex?
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I
Damn, got me paranoid, every time I leave the house I'm strapped now
I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six on my life I can't go out
By my will we'll take what we need
Even daughters bound and gagged
Ears parted with heads
Splinters of wood in throats of old men
Burn houses
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