Lyrics:
pop the 5 Bitch im poppin for the bands
I'm Marching gotta keep it by me Cause Im cautious
I pick a nigga Off like a into do my dirt wipe Down clean
band is only two hours away from severing connection
All the sudden I am everywhere, I am everywhere again
Tubes and portals, crystal vortex, violent
currency we got more diamonds
Look at them diamonds shinin', they shinin'
Make your bitch blind man we is so stupid
Migo Bands came with a whole lot of gold
Raw mgm
Bet a band on black bet we doing it again
Never count on niggas man I hope that's understood
Five grand in my pockets
Four grams in the wood
There are two young lovers, they're pledged to each other's hands
They meet by the river, to talk of their marriage plans
"I'm confessing," he
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
on Cassidy and
A scuffle breaks out between
The entourages and delays the battle
For just over five minutes
You get ya jammed up, I got my blue bands up
I'll
Ten
And after this he ain't never gon' see yo ass again, I'm too silly
[Chorus: V.I.C.]
[Arab]
Arab, Arab too silly, my clique too silly
18's
Rene
SKY PUP:
It's strange this evening
So go, girl
Make the five mark city of gold
Oh, baby it's hot cold meathook
Rigging in my nose
[D:] five, six, I rolled out with my Dick
[D:] I called this bitch, she was a lil ass trick
[JR:] Now we not saying it's right, but strange is how we're
nigga, yeah, strap time, nigga
Put down , bet a rubber band
Crap time, nigga, in my lap a nine, nigga
Forty-five in the console
Show 'em how
nigga, yeah, strap time, nigga
Put down , bet a rubber band
Crap time, nigga, in my lap a nine, nigga
Forty-five in the console
Show 'em how
no hanging out
My pops was club hopping back when Rick James was out
And all I get is Trinidad James
Wait a minute that's strange
Sip a bit
follow other people's dreams.
They were told by a friend of a friend of a friend.
Music made to be used and forgotten again like a whore, like a pair
the race in one direction without the boy band
I think it's 'bout time for a high five
I think it's bout time I get my guys live
Put the whole game in four
the race in one direction without the boy band
I think it's 'bout time for a high five
I think it's bout time I get my guys live
Put the whole game in four
I'm back goin' hard again, I'm shuttin' down my heart again
No one can't get next to me, so they gotta put orders in
Try my best to act like I
time
And when I wake up in the morning you ain’t by my side
And I got 2 bands sitting on my wrist you know I'm different
You been acting strange lately,
all my money again
But maybe I was tryna get to you
By the way
I came 'round, like, five times last week
Didn't think you'd slip away
But maybe I was
happened next
Another bitch came by to give me sex
It was kind of strange I was thrown off
The last bitch got her head blown off
But fuck I ain'tsta
talking bank roll my money my money my money
(Ace Hood)
And where my money young niggas gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
That left five, five, five were still alive
The Sloans, the Smythes and myself
Once again the lights went out
and I heard a great shout
From both
of nowhere you talk to me again
Hey I said, it was kinda a strange feeling
I did kinda miss you like a lot
So when you talked and wanted to try it again I said
I'm bout money do you understand
So you must find me out running up them bands
I only like counting hundreds nothing but benjamins
Regardless how it
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