Lyrics:
night
Tonight I'll be drunk
And act like a punk (so drunk)
And you'll sit and laugh while I throw up
They say I'm too old for my age
And you're
(*talking*)
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
[Slim Thug]
I got too
throw it in your face the first chance they get
I know I sound upset
Been disappointed, by every chick I ever met
Ever met, ever met, ever met
Every
watched the rivulets of silent grace
But now my memory strains
To wash its hands in muddy streams
As I sit fishing by a dying tree
It's hard to know your
selfish womb?
[Chorus:]
I'll get what I want
Or else I'll throw a fit
Don't care who I take it from
Cause I'm the selfish shit
Like a spoiled brat
Greedy
left me trapped in this unfamiliar world; I will always be your girl
Although you?re in another place, your memory never fades
CHORUS:
Sometimes it
Woke up today
Lookin' through my e-mail
It's all triple x
Explicit sex
But I'm not horny
Can't make it stop
The different colored soda pops
V1
Everybodies responsible
Its no more outs
Withhold information
Taste this is your mouth
I don't feel for this nation
Nor give fucks about
To call this art, it would be pretentious
I can't find the words to say
We could make them think us so contentious
I'm so awkward when I throw my
you play so well
You smile & then you give me hell
You're an angel with a spell
This is where I give up on you
This is where I throw it all away
honourable Malema has raised his hand. Thank you very much speaker. We are raising a simple matter. That this cable tie we took it from a security guy outside,
When morning comes it screams so loud
Crackin' up again
Wash the blood and hide the evidence
The sun arise, it burns my eyes
Well, I never thought it
J Smash keep smashing
Came out the blue yeah
I did everything I said I would do yeah yeah
This ain't nothing new yeah
Ask around or you could check
fucking track
I just sold some hats
With my name on damn
Like ain't it mad
This started by
Just writing rhymes
Now she hit my line
Nayra J
You're
work, no chain gang
Method Man to your Mary J
All I need to get by, this real love no fake Love
You know the 411
It’s US and ONLY us
No socia media
I
me But is she willing to die for me
Brand new chain that dazzle be Yellowish like bumble bee
I go ham up on a beat Boy I got the recipe
Where my j
know the me they know old me
They know I sold weed
They saw me closely
But they don't know what I been through all by my lonely
Got a blunt rolled you
“Stop with smoking J’s...
And I think you need more clout too
I said “Damn, it’s ‘bout the followers?
And you still wanna come ‘n eat up all my $ bruh?
wage, shit i'm rich
Aye
Aye
Aye
Bitch
Aye
Bitch, aye
Never had shit like J.I.D.
I ain't tell you where i'm from but you know who it is
Im feeling dope
Reading J.D. Salinger by your window sill
Dream a little dream of a different place, oh any other place
You wish you were brave just like the rest
I
Back to ma old self , god save me
Plenty of problems that are ready to face me
All the girls that I loved , k , J , L , C
Or new ones that come in
the words, get right on the pacing, dawg I'm losing my patience
Ima spark me up a j, and let the beat play, awww I got me cadence
Figure out what Ima say,
Turn that down yo turn that down bro
Tryna record bro we in the studio
Can't have that loud bro
Uh J-A-Y
Uh Fuck with your boy
Ye-yeh uh, uh, uh
down
Nobody taba' around
Nadie confiaba confía en mí
Pero gracias a Dios
Que yo nunca me rendí
Yeah.. Wooo
Mix it up Edzone
Wooo
Yeeee
Woo hoo
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