Lyrics:
my money in line with the queen
Royalty making the credit (credit)
I gotta spend a lot
Five figure when I pull the trigger, window shopping (yeah)
We put up our tent on a dark
green knoll, outside of town by
the train tracks and a seagull dump
Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel
and her
solid baby aye call me your king
Roses are red and them violets are blue
Your my queen in this world I'ma show you my truths
Always there for my love when
Never snitch, never send a nigga to jail
I'd rather find him by a boat doing the dead man's float
We gangsters, real gangsters B
Gun in the green room up
Never snitch, never send a nigga to jail
I'd rather find him by a boat doing the dead man's float
We gangsters, real gangsters B
Gun in the green room up
rich
Them crackas got em on a time out
Im bout to blow
Cant let these n***** turn my fan down
All n***** out here dying
Cant put my gun down
And i aint
with a rocket like Lowry
Wipe a nigga's nose like I use Bounty
Quicker picker upper, you a sucker
Cut his body up then drop it in the bowl (cut it)
I
the harvest they wouldst reap
He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call
For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep..
The monastery stood
the harvest they wouldst reap
He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call
For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep..
The monastery stood
why mi love see guy die
Is it di reason why mi wear diamond
And sleep pon a bed name divan
And Guns n Roses a my band
Bwoy come a flip like phone, you
LET'S RAISE OUR DRINKS TO DELILAH ROSE SECONDHAND SOUL CHIEF MISTRESS TO ROCK N ROLL HER MAMA'S FIRST LOVE WAS A KING FROM TUPELO ROCKABILLY SETS,
personal beef
So lead by example or get trampled
Since Hip Hop is Dead, this is the N
Congratulations in order 'cause we
Did it again
Don't hate me now,
I went to Rags N Riches
Yea Bad bitches
Like a nigga don't know ride around clock a gun, overload
Takin the perkies I do it for show, clock a bitch
credit card without think bout way it's costin'
It's what Franklin said, I built this shit brick by brick n*gga
could never let a lame trick me out my shit
and Rocket League, man we vegging tonight
Midnight praccy at McPhee got me wanting to die
Get back to Dirty Murr, hit the cart 'n' get high
(Sir, can you open
sickest
For every hit you made, more rappers afraid to come out
_Machine Gun Funk_, from Queens I came through to smoke blunts
You came to my hood, we
American boy, the one who hates thee
Red rockets glare in my head
Your future is cold and dead
Red, white, and blue I'll never die for you
Oh say, can you
Nothing personal, just another snack
'N Harley said you're better off sticking to your guns
Any fule kno that
Oh Moronica Queen of the Biz
And her
point changing the topic nobody can stop it I flooded my pockets
I flooded my- flooded my- flooded my pockets I blast of like rockets these n- don't cop
night when TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF... (We have ignition!)... got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his
and make the green fall
We past seasons
Rose’ up in my right hand
The left be clutching the knots
Think I’m Killah Cam
Asked if she going suck it or not
a nigga queen, I don't play cards
Let me see your hands up like a gun in your face
Gimme her combination I'mma put my tongue in her safe
And if the time is
***a found his recipe
Shooting my shots no gun on me
Glizzy brought lost of h**'s with me in the with me I see no n****'s that move like me
Let's go
She want
right by the D, they need to free my nigga B
I ain't the type of person to be running from no beef
Those fucking guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody
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