Lyrics:
face
Feels like in I'm in a race
But I already won first place
I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did
(As hard as I did, yeah)
You got
but a dream
Planets wreaking havoc is as constant as the rain
Yeah
The song is by some groovy cats
If you can dig
The cats, you can dig the song
roll up my sleeves
She's a bitch
You can't see me, Joe
Get on down while I shoot my flow
She's a bitch
When I do my thing
Got the place on fire,
roll up my sleeves
She's a bitch
You can't see me, Joe
Get on down while I shoot my flow
She's a bitch
When I do my thing
Got the place on fire,
Chasing (Chasing)
Chasing that money
Chasing (What u chasing)
I'm chasing that money
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Benjamin
face
Feels like in I'm in a race
But I already won first place
I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did
(as hard as I did, yeah)
You got
in your place
Keep talkin, burst a flame in your face, motherfucker
(Armageddon)
Yo, yo, with this comparison the Geddy is God
Cause even though
Accordion Joe picks up his instrument and prepares for another day
He straps it to his chest like a shield against the freezing winter rain
He's
the ladies in the place say
Like the games on the line
Looking like it's Dame time, ha
We in it to win, then we do it again
We came a long way
From
her twerk it, I pop up while she workin'
Niggas poppin' in bands when she walk out by them curtains
Make it rain in Onyx 'cause I swear that she deserve
Jackson, some eighties swag
I know my roots, you can't take me back
I been spittin' since baby chat
Lyric books in my JVs bag
Pyrex sets, now I'm
Like Lil Wayne and Fat Joe imma make it rain
Boss Hogg in the trap yeah it's popping mane
I got the same name but I spit a different game
Ain't no need
believe those days are gone
It's something about a cup of joe
That takes me back in time
To a little farm, tucked inside
The Jackson County line
Rubber
Jackson
Like I'm Michael Jackson
Like I'm Michael Jackson like Michael Jack
Kylo Ren looking bitch boy
That is not a compliment, bitch boy
Hunt you down by
Wrote the dope had my dough, I'll be there, Five Jackson
Sin City, K.O.D., hundred thousand all in one's
Versace jacket, Versace shoes, Versace shades,
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
her twerk it, I pop up while she workin'
N****s poppin' in bands when she walk out by them curtains
Make it rain in Onyx 'cause I swear that she deserve
by the mate
And he steered us through the shadows
Upon an angry tide
And cast us one by one over the side
But it's kind of hot and smoky
In this
that piece to my puzzle
And all my satisfaction
You give me butterflies
Like that song by Michael Jackson
Beautiful as a rainbow
No place that we can't
her twerk it, I pop up while she workin'
Niggas poppin' in bands when she walk out by them curtains
Make it rain in Onyx 'cause I swear that she deserve
that does right by me.
She might be the best suck in the Mountians,
Ten times a week, but shit, who's counting?
I'm astounded by the things she does,
frank...
God is good all the time
And all the time, you fill in the blank
Covered by God's grace, no place that I rather be
My shield from the rain like
always be remembered as Kenesaw Mountain Landis
Fellow named Joe Jackson was a fielder for the Black Sox
And he always wore his black socks, but he
John
You baby dick-sucker
Joe Jackson beat you you better dance
Like James Brown faggot in red leather pants
You made up vitiligo you're
A liar you
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