Lyrics:
on full, never weak
We gotta eat, we gotta eat (We gotta eat)
Constantly on our feet
We gotta eat, we gotta eat (We gotta eat)
Don't do days we go by
I sing your name like a melody
I always pray you have a better day
Bought you that rove yea I matted it
Aventador ya I matadored it
Big 4s all
Can't internalize my love without making sure that you hear it
In its essence
So it feel like a holiday when in each other's presence
A four page letter
it now
It’ll be all okay
It’s gonna take time viewing this anomaly
And you stay blowing me
Thought it was godly at first
You so unholy
Like PS5 2
Well, you know the Juggla jumped in the mixer
Been down the road and I broke a few necks
And I'll break a few more, so what's up?
Road by me
denied; I'll have you back by my side, my sweet Christine!
And come what may, I swear, somehow, some way, I will hear you sing once more!
If I could stick my hand in my heart
Spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy you
Would it slide on by you
Would you think the boy is strange
G
H I J K L M N O P
Q R S T U V
W X Y and Z
Now I know my ABC's
Next time won't you sing with me
A B C D E F G
H I J K L M N O P
Q R S T U V
W X Y
Pick it up pick it up
Another j nother day
I'm reclined in my lair
Yellow teeth bloody eyes
Cutie right by side
Lock lips with my spottieottiedopalicious
to end up in Forest Lawn
The two of us side by side asleep while the teenagers drink 'til dawn
Please tell me it's true
Since you went underground
time instead of money. With so little of both it's just not funny
But I don't seem to mind when I've got you by my side
And over the years I've just
as the last
It sure feels like this song has gone by quite fast
it's up to you again now make sure not to bore us
just do me a favor would you sing it for us
find greater peace of mind
Knowing there's a bluebird of happiness
And when he sings to you
Though you're deep in blue
You will see a ray of light
I was tired of weighing from 150 pounds to 200
pounds only, only two men had to carry them. And they come out of that
creosote boiling hot. And you
mind
Love is the bu-bubbling back of your waistline
I don't waste time, gotta GET GET ON IT
Just you and me, two glasses, sip on Patron and
in
assassins
Every two lines is killin, or incarceration
Murderation, closed casket cremation
Closest you got to prison was seein barson television
But I'ma
I've made my meaning plain
So I'll sing my song again
I hope you'll sing along with me, after the count of 1, 2, 3
Yes, tonight, I'm going to fart
to biz, you know I'm a diss them fast
So play like 98.7 and kiss my ass!
Cause me and rap is like peanut butter and jelly
Which reminds me of a song by
days
And we'd stop by Ernie's General store
Got two maple walnut ice cream cones
Funny how they always seem to get on your nose
Yeah, when you
Only real niggas allow you, can't get in without A ticket, I ain't never done rec, but you better
Duck your biscuit head, bitch, it's J2, niggas Need
found the gun
And point at these sins
Cos I feel so alive, I was a stranger in my mind
Left my light by the side, you come around and take what’s mine
there
We have to think about everything
To be ready to leave
Enjoy your life with us and sing
Down in California
Is a place where the two of us
Are gonna
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
been bangin' since Mary J. did "Real Love"
(If you don't know)
I painted the Rover black
The West coast is back, I can smoke to that
Mom's got the CL-6,
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