Lyrics:
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
Have a baby
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Be
that I'm a little crazy
But I'm just being me
You know that I ain't got no worries
This is my life and I'm finally free
And I'm taking it
Step by
O when you feel that you ain't got a friend
Come by here, come by here
I'll open up my heart and I'll let you in
Come by here, come by here
Woh come
a million pieces
A ticker tape parade high
And now you're free to fly
When that muffled sigh
Says you're barely getting by
Cut your burdens loose
count up some money like I was just rushin'
Then I had poured up the tussin with lean
Then I had popped me some molly like, "Woah"
Made that bitch
that I didn't smoke
But I thanked her for the offer
I thought I might just ask her name
Instead I made a left
(Murs)
On 3rd and La Cienega
Can't front I
Waking in the morning, Im getting up from bed
And Im thinking of blowing a hole thru my head
Will you buy me the glock that's gon kill me
Will you
(Hook)(1)(RoTT)
At the end of the week, When I got that pay roll,
...Only thing that I seee..... Bills on the Tab-Le.
Gotta spend this green...
pipe
Blow me like a bagpipe
Recording foley for porno, nigga cornow
Knocking down your door
It's not delivery or DiGiorno
Ain't that right
How big is
kolejny raz uderzała w mur
Po pierwsze myśl zanim wykonasz ruch
Życie to gra w szachy Enter The Wu
Nie wszystko jest zależne od naszych ról
Ucz się
the knees
Might as well attach a light to
Every time I hit you
U gonna say cheese
Badman
Damn Mur
Let me go man
This shit is cruel
Didn't Karma bite you in
Świat który zamknął swe bramy na klucz
Czas popędza i goni nas
Gruby mur na drodze stoi nam
Wołam więc przecież ktoś już tam jest
Może spełni me sny
what'chu gonna do, when Murs-mania run wild on you?
Bringin' that crack to your back like the whip in Castlevania 2
And I'm through, bitch
[Chorus]
like come again
For me, you, and every generation
Alot of lifes pain merely caused by rules
Rules that were made just to contain who
It’s more than a gut
this
Don't let this opportunity slip by
Feels like magic
Like a blessing from above
I swear, it's tragic
That there's still space between us
So let's get
habite ma mémoire (noire)
Si j'suis un bâtard j'ai pas de gloire
Voire que mes murs m'empêchent de me voir
Regarde-moi dans le noir des yeux
J’ai ouvert
these slugz heat up and cool ya
Off forever more, so help me,
Lord gona find a way to my grave just because I'm a Mur-der-a
Whole not part
Cut me
this look easy ain't as easy as it look
And this beat stook in my head it got me singing on the hook
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it
me for stupid
I don't had niggas try play me for food
I don't had niggas that try to run up on me
End up in emergency rooms
I move
By myself
By my only
Clocks are for fools
Who take time out for rules
Please take the time to make love
You said that you would never make me cry
You said that you'll
fucking brother
And your closed eyes, trust me they wont take you any further
Hold down, sit down, that's the right path
Open up, listen close, that's
(Murs)
How do you say shut-up in japanesse
(Arata)
Navade
(Murs)
Navade, navade motherfuckers
[Verse 1]
Tracks like this
I wish that I could do it
made me wait a couple months for some sex
Murs wasn't there echo, echo, echo, echo
Delay, delay, delay, delay
She made love to a switchblade
Then stayed
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