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window, leaning back See man driving a German whip Look like a balla, P's and dat I don't kick ball, do I look like a balla? See man driving a German whip
Now I'm the king of the swingers, the jungle V.I.P I reached the top and had to stop And that's what bothering me I want to be a man, man-cub,
[Featuring Malika] Chorus: Malika, P.S. All I want to do is spend some time with you. And all I want to do is bump 'n grind with you.
that you love me I don’t trust you, even if you suck me She won't gimme head, only migranes Now i’m high as fuck, not talking airplane R.i.p to a loved
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? R.I.P Juice, R.I.P X, R.I.P Peep R.I.P to anybody we lost in 2019 Please keep fighting, we will get through
Yeah yeah FOE Nigga R.I.P Lex R.I.P Greg R.I.P lil cuz R.I.P grandma free my nigga Bush Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah ayee We had to hustle their wasn't
R.I.P Pops R.I.P Grand Maman R.I.P Chris R.I.P Joey nigga Miffa Gang UNE FOIS Plus trop vélo depuis qu'ils on tirés Jeune Loup Plus des batons ils on des
I'm caught up in this game, mo' like Peter Parker P-I-M-P, take the P's that I am I want you payin' hoes in my army Like, Uncle Sam and we gon' jam I'm
Yeah, yep You know what the fuck's goin' on bitch Wits r.i.p R.i.p Everyday I smoke up Everyday I toke up Everyday I get up Wondering what the fuck's
wanna put that pressure all on Myself R.I.P. to Kobe Shoot my shot Ginóbili knowing damn well I’m better off all by myself She want the real Nature Boy
Wayvee Gang In The Building Odidi omo to n je children R I P to all the should we lost to the struggle R I P Kida R I P Charles I hope i see you guys
leave in a hearse R-I-P when I step up in V-I-P I will get buck She on me she got a cup little bitch just can't get enough Colder then Antartica I’m
I said J-H-U-M-P, Ohhh I said J-H-U-M-P, I said I said J-hump! Ohh J-hump J-hump hump J's gonna hump 'till he hump no more He's gonna hump you 'till
weeds that grow in me You gone feel this energy R.i.p my soul cuz a nigga ain't free You Gone feel this energy I've faced hell and penalties You gone feel
Boss Mode bitch Level From the R.I.P. I came up from the R.I.P. Now I got that Shaq I got so much drip I could take a bath Came up from the dip I
mert erre a két tagra kíváncsi, Mert nálunk mindenki, (mindenki) V.I.P. 1.Verze (Freddy) Mikor a tükörbe nézek, már látom azt Hogy ma éjjel én
weeds that grow in me You gone feel this energy R.i.p my soul cuz a nigga ain't free You Gone feel this energy I've faced hell and penalties You gone feel
thing and her ass so fat Tryna strike while it's hot, I just slide down her lane Need a photo op - I'm in love with her frame She my P.I.C. Need
I wanna do me I don't watch the bitch starve, I just watch the bitch eat My nephew just come and say he tryna use the P I want you tight on yourself,
in his arms, I had to cry it out I just needed more time to go and find it out It was supposed to be the guys on the paper route R.I.P Whenever shit
lâu mà chưa biết vì đâu Cho dù mình kiếp nà y chưa biết mặt nhau Chưa bao giỠnhắc tên nhưng mà y phải biết Vì sự nghiệp
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Uh Another youngin' gone damn R.I.P to Quack R.I.P to Aunt Donna I wish i could bring you back I remember every memory
turnt to the Max I just keep it P I can't speak on no wax Ts ain't gone stop give a f*ck who you ask If you want a feature then I need a rack I throw
way I ain't an idiot. I did quit smoking weed, but didn't stop me eating it! P's raw, and I been poor, So I could never get enough p I need more.
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