Lyrics:
every night up in the city
My bitch she got me feeling pressed
But she is sucking dick when
I be feeling stressed look up at me like I'm
Supposed to be
the PTA was gonna meet
That very afternoon
And, boy, were they surprised
When Mrs. Johnson wore her miniskirt into the room
And as she walked up
faith you’re a disgrace;
And, then, he tops it off by saying…
…At the congregation, you’ll not show your face!
V32 Group
Oh my god…
(1 beat pause)
Baby go on neck a drink (drink)
Run to throw up in the sink (sink)
Now she given me the hint (hint)
That she wanna suck on my MINTS!!
Baby let's
Mr gillis that's just what I want
What a nightmare good to see you
Come to my New Year's party
Last year it got out of hand
Guaranteed bad behavior
the kitchen
Genie out the bottle grant my wishes
Told her when I leave that she gon miss this
And she took me too serious
I was in love with the experience
Ohh
Every tomorrow brings sunshine
In my neighborhood since you've been in it
Oh-oh
Here comes Mrs. Postman
She's thicker than blue blood
with the sisters, she thinking she boss.
but I'm Mr. Krabs, cause my money's so tall. x2
She thinks she slick,
just cause she got her grandmama,
she
Let me introduce you to the new breed
I’m on my Yeezy in Hawaii. Illustrious sounds embodied by Takashi Murakami
Park Ave sushi with hot wasabi. South
Hey there
My name is Mr Platonic
I'm gonna lean on you
Like something chronic
Gonna cherry-pick my girlfriend experience
Puppets on a string
to being cold
I don't wanna feel nothing
Don't make attachments
I could live wit my lonely
Experiences is why I'm distant
She like who hurt you
I'm like
Into their own private hell
An endless well of sorrow.
Because they knew Mr. Moore's boss.
Becca told me she owed my family
That we were an island
big glock she got fucked by the gunshot It hurts so good but it feels so right and my whole life was goddamn fight On that one with my armor on hold her
question
I'd like to call my next eyewitness Mr. Paul Dejour
Paul could tell us what happened inside the store?
(Scarred for life)
Yeah, it was about
the matrix
Greebay packers all in my pocket, a couple platinum cards all in my wallet
Fa fa fuck it, just charge it is the model we live by
We get fly, you
she can suck it on her own
Yeah, yeah, uh I got a bag like Mr. Krabs
Niggas they be hating pussy nigga just take it back
I do it on my own my nigga
get older, my hands are startin' to shake
So Mr. Larkin
See I got to hold this job
Did you misspeak when you told me
She's all but gone
So Mr
they're like part security and part put down. I'm there looking at my passport. The guy sees like, Oh welcome Mr. Cohen. Okay, are you flying alone? And I
my eyes stay dry because I'm tearless
I'm fly as I fly by and collect points for every near miss
But if I connect, I'll knock you into ignorance
Red Foo, Mr. Worldwide
Mr. Vain, Rush
You took my love, I thought I was the only one
You took my love, it feels like you did it for fun
You took my
Engine 99
Steam drivers, rollin' right on by.
Mr. Engineer, you see I've got a little problem here.
My baby, she's aboard your train,
She says she's
I had a bad experience
And it fucked up my life
I thought I met the right girl
I know she's a wife
I just saw it from the day
When we met with our
me stung by a love
Bug. Cuddling you’s like a warm hug.
Distance from you is like torture.
She can get it any way that she want
She can get it
for the cloak
It's like we just spoke
Man I'm breathing dope
Man I'm berating style
She could float
Dam I reach for the notes
Dam he is dope
Create my
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