Lyrics:
or silly friends
She ain't got no time for those crying game
Sick and tired of your bullshit and your lying man
Your baby's mine man
Now she's on my team
[Intro:]
I thank these niggas scared me (its cool though)
nigga bump my shit see dont even holla.
I bump yo shit nigga Ima holla at you
(Butfuck that
[Intro: J-Boo]
Rocks the World, DV's, what, yeah niggaz
For all my hardcore niggaz, bust a slug thug niggaz
Yo know the deal pa, yo, yo, aiyo
was thrown in the bad publicity
Flashback to the time with my Zac Efron styled-hair
I was held back by this fat-assed bitch who's crying (Wait!)
That
Girl turn your ass around, and bring it back
Come here baby, we the niggas you wan be standing by
I'm there, I'm standing on sumthing so hold your
HA HA HA HA HA ... yeah, y'all thought I was gone, didn't ya?
Yeah, I've been hangin' out since the intro, ba-by!
Flip it over. There's some mo'
(Ian Taylor Intro)
Yuh…
See me and you are not the same.
Nah…
Me and you are not the same!
Me and you are not the same, that ain’t never gonna
than join the Navy
What yo' broke ass doin' with a hundred babies?
Strap it on please, you're spreadin' S.T.D's
Throughout the hood, you's a walkin'
Herman hers relationship and Herman is really a sick foolish man, who was given the name Samuels by mistake and it's not his and so he isn't a Samuels
[Intro]
In New York (it's comin)
In Detroit (it's comin)
In L.A. (it's comin
No, it's here)
The Batterram
The Batterram
(Went through my
off pass over that gin
Please don't tell my next of kin
Because tonight I'm looking to sin
At the trap house gonna throw a Bash
Shredding up shit so
perfection
Thank you for letting me love you, thank you for letting me hold you
Down for your slick ass, down with your sick ass sayings
I gotta laugh like you
'em boom so bash and bruise
And confuse 'em, wait a minute did I lose 'em?
I'ma put it down baby, fuck these kids
I will splash 'em and ask 'em who
nigga by the toe
And let his ass know
You got to come hard for my earth and water
Just call me Leonidas and this rap shit Sparta
I'm sick
I'm a sick
sick
Actin' like you got class, this here Sheba Makeba
I said naw, disagree
She was a beat the bitch, bitch, I bet I'll beat yo' ass
In a minute, I'm
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
got her ass in my face
She yo girl but I got her by the waist
Feelin' up on it
Bet she feel a 9 in a second
Maybe 10 how she grindin' up on it
Shit I'm
though sometime, it might seem strange
She wouldn't trade it in, with none of she things
[Chorus]
[Baby Bash]
Well now she might of caught my ass
Intro:
Damien: Everybody fuck me!
Mr. Mackey: Why do you want that
Damien: Because I'm so fucking horney
Mr Mackie: Uh huh! That's a good start. Why
Do some dumb shit, dumber than join the Navy
What yo' broke ass doin' with a hundred babies?
Strap it on please, you're spreadin' STD's
throughout
havin' his baby
The bitch is driving him crazy
The motherfucker was violent
'Cause he was fresh out the Navy
She dealt with constant abuse
Never revealing
ass if you
Think this nigga sick as Cass
This nigga trash
And you wanna know what else
Rhyme with trash Dizaster? Ya cab-dispatcher
A swagless rapper
a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin keys from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Intro:
Pequeno one. Pitbull (that's right)
Mami I just wanna see you do one thing right quick. Just follow me baby. (that's right)
Get nasty, get
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