Lyrics:
lose half of your face
Had the luh bih on her knees giving face
Chewing big bubble gum
Bitch get popped like a dubble bub
Shooting twin sticks at ya bay
failed by the people I love
But Your faithful arms, they surround me
And any other soul who has to sail those seas
Of a broken family
We've been down
what you doin', true'n
No need no Dom P, no need no Crist'y
All you need is me, Hev D, naturally
Rough rider, "Mr. Big Stuff," up inside her
Multiple
wasn't my channel
Say you want somethin', you can hit me on the phone
Take a long time, we gon' get his ass gone
Die by myself, I'ma rock, V-Lone
Can't
the old story
I can tell You never had a boss
I won’t fumble your heart
I feel like randy moss
I do it so big that they call me Ricky Ross
I’m about
bro left me the food I felt like Tony Snow
Yeah I want them bubs high again like I came off bluff road
And ain't shit for free at least a band to book
I'm rare like steak on the plate (rare)
No tellin' me shit (uh)
Chains on triple-A nacho
Ooh, the cash, ooh, that's guaco' (guaco')
Just touched
feeling groove baby, you're my groove
Am getting bored, baby please tell me some story
Am getting lost, baby, don't leave me being lonely
Am getting bored
808mafia
Big Doe Beezy, man (oh, really?)
Your favorite rapper scared of me, man, stop playin' (big Doe Beezy)
Real gangsters fuck with me, I
Now let me tell a story that's all about how
I keep letting everything turn upside down
Knocked back like that but I come back round
And I'd like
she send me months ago when all she really wanted was sex
Switch a story cuz the ending didn't fit for the check
I'm surrounded by what couldn't ever
It's all good, you'll be next year's story"
Then I said "Man, you don't even understand
Man, I'm droppin' out now, ain't no next year for me"
So I
now it's time to show up
They keep sayin' patience, something I need more of
Tellin' me sit tight but bitch, I'm tryna blow up
Bitch, I'm tryna blow up
Better check my feeddd
Finger to the boys
When I past , I speeddd
Check engine light bling'n
Gas on E!
Big Dawg
(Grrr aye)
Yea Big Blood
Told me don't
write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his
Yeah ha.. we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
??
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin' me
Yeah ha... we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
????
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin
Bag me for attempted M
By 10 it got changed to an M
Skengfield ain't slapped it once
Isn't it shit you keep losing friends?
Every year, that's your
ain't have shit, still sent money off, I'm that nigga
I ain't have shit, when I hit a lick, I gave a five-fifty
True story, don't lie to me
True
stories 'bout how your mama drive me crazy
Crazy that your baby ridin' 'round in a Maybach
Tellin' "no" to you, baby I'd never say that
Take you
Here's a little story I got to tell
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Here's a little story I got to tell
And this dis goes on,
They tellin' stories bout me, what they talkin' bout?
If you wanna say a thing then we can talk it out
I'm from a city where they tryna hold me down man
servin' rocks and hittin' switches
Now she's a gangsta rollin' with gangsta bitches
Always smokin' blunts and gettin' drunk
Tellin' me sad stories, now
servin' rocks and hittin' switches
Now she's a gangsta rollin' with gangsta bitches
Always smokin' blunts and gettin' drunk
Tellin' me sad stories, now
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