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of Patrone in my Sean John shit y'all
Eightball, Ludacris on the same song
We gonna keep it goin' on and on and on
Shit! Witcha lookin' ass, so fly
(So fly)
too black afterall. i think of you morning, noon and night and i wonder, "just exactly what in hell is enough?" everytime i see a rope or gun i
legal
Back in 2010, I went to school with a Desert Eagle
Sean John hoodie, with Shawn Carters in my Evisu's
Family treat me different, I had to walk
parks literally breathe like a mouth and at night kids go out the little ones go in and pout cuz they gotta go to bed cuz in the south in is dead
Yeah yeah
Ahan
Call me sody
Double pro pro
If I let you go I can't make it through the night
If you let me go I nor go fit survive
Please don't let
(Intro)
Little bitch called my phone last night
Saying she want to be involved in my life
I said, “bitch I’m up and you losing”
“Let’s get on with
her /palm, and her legs de/form.
Everything changes in a /night of storm,
we never seen /mom, never again, ever, /she was gone.
No I /can’t take
a pretty little island, in a soft southern sea, Caribbean dreamin’ takes me where I long to be
Oh, we dance every night under open skies, makin’ love until
by the time you hear of me, you'll be in trouble riding it
Hate me now, and say you've be bumping the one and only YDoubleR
John William, bitch, aye
standing in the rain (when nights are cold and lonely)
You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
But you never even call me by name.
[musical by mouth
well
Being soothed by the sound of the Christchurch bells
As the hours turn, you can hear them
They'll be ringing time
John, he lives in this town,
Traditonal arrangement by
Auldridge, Gaudreau, Coleman and Klein
© 1993 AGCK Music/ Mountainside Music (BMI)
Well I woke up early with those
to the bottom a' trav'lers hell
When he'd check us in a remote motel
And he'd grab the clerk by his shirt an' tie an' say
"Whaddya mean, ¿no
fighting for
Is this what my children will be known for
For a Smallpox blanket in the summertime
You're a gateway drug on a Friday night
But I know your love
You're tryin' make me you by seasoning
Up my mind with see Jane run, see John walk in a hardcore New York
It doesn't exist no way, no how
It seems
They'd never seen a reindeer in overalls And a John Deere tractor hat
Santa jumped in and said "Just hold on
Cause we've all got a job to do
And like
They'd never seen a reindeer in overalls
And a John Deere tractor hat
Santa jumped in and said: "Just calm down
'Cause we've all got a job to do
Hey nigga I was in Oakland
Oakland like Brooklyn short! Dawg! Bay area!
They showed me so much love when I was down
There I had to get hyphy on this
That's right
You living from your first day to your last night
Sometimes you show your ass like
Lint on your clothes
When you froze in
The black light
STRANGERS: WRITTEN BY John ´GK Rapgenius´´ 2016
I HAVES TEARS IN MY EYES
I CANT BELIEVE YOU LEFT ME WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE
YOU SAID I WAS YOUR NUMBER
bitches callin' plays just like John Madden
Get your ass touched right by a savage
I'm movin' a fast car, I be swaggin'
Your bitch wan' come with
One night as I lay slumbering in my silent bed alone
Some reckless thoughts came to my mind which caused me for to roam
To leave my native country
I been workin' through them late nights, them dark days
Made it this far by myself, so I guess I'm here to stay
They say leave it in the past, but I
to get by with a Qanon Mom
"Is that right?" "Sounds wrong."
Give it everything I got to ground my Qanon Mom
Memories of Elton John
Now I'm trying to get
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