Lyrics:
ratko tu thief h bro
Tera face like my Shit h bro
Mere Gaane sun Shane in repeat m bro
Kya to deaf h bro tu to Shit ka sheaf h bro
Har baat par Karta
His Hand /
VERSE 1
H. D. Parker / I didn't know / Mom Parker never told me so /
You did your best / to tolerate it / they ne-ver un-der-stood / they
Det räcker där
Ja
Nu hör jag alltså väldigt lite frida!
Free as a bumble bee
I'm down
And I feel depressed
Sitting
I'm just hangin' with my homies
I'm not out of a duty
I never like them lazy
Bros ballin' like S. Curry
Pop it i got medic
Bitches want ikari
Spank
62 in 1959
-Words and Music by J. Leslie McFarland and Aaron H. Schroeder
(Ooh)
They did the Wang Dang Taffy-Apple Tango
They did the Wang Dang
the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H. though
On the platinum Yamaha,
Keeps me calm
Heart so stuck up in her palms
Hopefully she don't close me out
Cuz I need here up in my arms
She want my H.E.A.R.T.
She want my H
l'mic jit nferg3o lyom
M3ak l'Caprice bghit rap bghit l7did lk7el
Haka bghit nkoun, chadd stoun m3a my microphone
M3aya drari H-Kayne Othmane, Sif Lsan
V e r s e 1 : L i a r , p a n t s o n f i r e
Y o u h id a k id a nd y o u r b a b y m a m a ,
N o t i m e f o r dr a m a b o o ,
N o t i m e f o r
Life's a b***h but I can't complain
Want the title and want the ring
Baby maybe I'm hearing things
Life's a b***h but I can't complain
Life's a b***h
When I walk in the buildin' I'm feelin' like God in this b***h, whoa
King of the land, you movin' like pawns in this b***h, yuh
You Superman n***as,
Prada over Chanel
A H-Class ho with the H. Findel
Rhyme deep in footwear, via Spiga
Like Aaliyah, One in a Million
There's MC's in this rap shit comin
D. Hall, H. Knight
Eee, Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
I can believe that you love me
The way you set this soul on fire
Typical talk in
sparks can dark and light, live in same hour
Live from the main tower
From the same flower as H. Rap
Grew up on concrete where we couldn't escape black
Yaha na kash m kash jaha h kaash (aakaash) to vahi pe kash h
Yaha na han me han jo muh pe baat to hote ni thus h
Yaha bs murder ki baat pe chalti goli ya
mind cool
Dhora laggiye na chore lere tool
Gel yaar h purane bs naran te h door
Ek pakki h zuban ek pakke h asool
Meri zindagi m dukh na koi hova gum
if we miss (hurt, hurt)
You get H-U-R-T, H-U-R-T (hurt)
H-U-R-T, H-U-R-T (hurt)
H-U-R-T, H-U-R-T (hurt)
H-U-R-T, H-U-R-T (yeah)
We don't talk
despegar los pies del suelo
No hay necesidad de nombrar ni contar
Ustedes saben quiénes son y a donde van
¡Vamos por ello!
Bienvenidos S. O. M. O.
that we do
If you don't like it, you can get the fuck out
Cause I'm about to break an empty bottle in your face
This the type of night where everybody
wed
And guess how I'm going to wet the baby's head
With a pint or two from S. A. Brain
In 'The Old A', 'The Windsor' and 'The Star'
Long
swear to god
I'm gonna water her crops, viral pussy hoe!
I'm gon' make her H2O, out her pussy hole
I'm gon' make her H2O, out her pussy hole
Put
Hum chore hryana wale rhte ni calm
Jb hoti h sham tb bnte h jam
Jeb m hmri h bht mota pasa
Yha hr ek chij ka h ek dam
Khredege sb bata bekega
Daru ka
(Beats)
(H-H-Heartbeats)
Every time I see you something happens to me
Like a chain reaction between you and me
My heart starts missing a beat
My
on down and get your ass pinched
And if you talk shit get your ass lynched
Cus I'm the B. the I. the T. the C. the H.
The K. the I. the L. the L.the A.
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