Lyrics:
Media meddles, niggas sue you, you settle
Every step you take, they remind you you ghetto
So it's tough being Bobby Brown
To be Bobby then, you gotta
sipping the brown
Hate going out, so I just stick to myself, don't really like no one around
But bro hit me up, said we gone hit up the club, all of them
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
[Sleepy Brown]
This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover)
In you... In you... In you
I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait
I'm so glad I found you
I just want to be around you
I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait
Ooo its been too long now baby
Lets
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
so I'm thinking rape
Shouldn'ta had her curtains open, so that's her fate
Leavin' out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth
Drug her back in,
shine when it rains Hard times got me feelin' daddy never did a thang But God chose and put me in a Rolls and Keeps my wrists frozen never brown nosin'
not sound like much
But you never know the lives you touch
By nothing more than showing up
Even on the days you feel so small
Oh, it turns out it all
flow, you only mild
God, where's my earth angel
Shit, where's my earth angel
I swear, I been looking so long
I been looking so long
Got me feeling like
gon' keep doin our thang)
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT
[Sleepy Brown]
Rollin up +So Fresh, So Clean+
Wood grain, big screen TV's
Uhh, I got
You live by the pole you die by the pole
My niggas clutch sticky's my sisters is stripping
I'm rapping to not live this life anymore ong
I seen
the Big Dipper's tea
Tomorrow was sailing; I'm driving by the Charles
That borrowed boat gets my thoughts really gnarled. But it's been
Too damn long
(Oh yeah)
Sweet little girl
(You been gone so long)
You've been away so long
Now listen to me
I said I made up my mind, woman when you left me
my game like u runnin yo mouth
snagging the bag like Odell wit the browns
Hopped out the shop, constant heat brang by pounds
Rule of the century, get
shorty long hair brown orbs
She's shy in the streets in the sheets she's a whore
I need a Cali girl who looks like Meghan Markle
I'll keep her whip so
never return
Your messages come sporadic
But when they do, they're so much their worth
And here I am, a lovesick girl
Easy to impress
In record time, I
burst
And the lavatory makes you fear the worst,
It was used by Charles the First
Quite informally,
And later by George the Fourth
On a journey
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines (talk to 'em)
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make
Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason
Probably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian
Met this bad little broad, she was curvy
Sipped out
harbour's at the ferry
John Brown things, they hang him in the rain
Babylon use they brain, cotton or cocaine
A rose by any other name
007 what I tell you
you cause I learned patience
Genuine I'm so anxious
You're so amazing I'm so gracious
I won't taint this feeling by dealing with chicks and trying
so dope with it
King and Sir Charles two of SoFlo realest
I'm a mogul and I mean business
Pull out the stick like a pogo I got this shit in
Of us so don't expect
The end of the world to come
One day out of the
Blue – it's been happening every
Day for a long time
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