Lyrics:
the porno books
Thinkin' to myself I gotta knock a bitch
I gotta get some pussy, man fuck this shit
Chorus
Bounced to the house all by myself
Can
in my life to get by
That's why I spit shine the pussy
'Till it get tight and fine
He push me over to the other side
If he act right he could hit
of the year,
It's good advice
Christopher Columbus was a seaman second class
When I told him that the Indies could be found
By sailing to the west instead
'ma just cheat on this fuckin' paper anyway
Dude I'm on it everyday, you can get it any day
But I just wanna get high
Don't know how I'ma get by
Got pills,
that, no it ain't that
Just picking up the mic and they're just chat
B to da L, that we sell
I'm doing nice, he's doing well
It's a good look cuz up in
stays on yo knees cause we's be in the big league
Cause we's be in the big league
I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn
it was us
Manor house in Rosewood, this shit too plush
It's cool, man, got red bottoms on
Life is good, you know what I mean? Like
Uh, hunnid
the answer
To the United States economy and a cure for cancer?"
I said, what are you doin in the White House if you're not sellin cocaine?
Ask your wife,
a bitch
The homeboys laugh, everytime
And then I put her in my rhyme
Talk about a bitch who sucked dick
Man oh man that bitch can lick
She'll have a nigger
disorientation now
Tell me can Jason speak Portuguese?
No, but I'm talking that shit though from Taunton to Bristol
You see the Poor-ta-gee all in me
I am Joseph
And hide, but he got knocked by the homicide
And this happens everyday around my way
So I pray that I can live another day
Wassup, Wu Tang Clan in here
a cherry
Any good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for him who made us all
Go down into the cellar and see what you can
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We in the hit house
You know this Swayze
Ghost Gang Sr. nigga
Shout out to KJ
Ay, yeah I'm trapped
everyone please be completely quiet
Because i can literally hear a whisper
And it’ll throw off my stream of
Consciousness, and when I get my
Stream
the steps up
Ran up in Kay crib, lay daddy rest
I had to break free, police on me and they F-B's
Yelling "I think his name Lex, that's his aunt, freeze"
't wait
I'm superstar dreaming again
Woke up in a house with no neighbors
Scotty gotta beam me up
I must be dreamin bruh
Look at the screen
I'm on cable
Who
that
Could pull it off not naming any names
Modeliste: How would you describe
Your personal style?
MGK: I like passing by mirrors or windows
Especially
I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house
Throwin' this money like it's no running out
Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any
with anotha stick
Vontae hungry he just hit anotha lick (glah, glah)
D just shot a nigga 'bout a day ago
They can die any day, so what'chu think I
good, bitch, we shoot babies
Hmm
Mini Drakeo with a Drakeo, take this hunnid, nigga, be grateful
Bitch
With my EBK niggas, stay in the house cause that's
stays on yo knees cause we's be in the big league
Cause we's be in the big league
I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn
touched to be
Recognized by the Foundation
But I've come here tonight
To express another dimension
Of gratitude i think I can do it in
Three or four minutes
doing drills
Any time I took a lost I doubled back
Yeah
Phone dunking licks in out the trap
Yeah
Four bands for the plate it’s good thraxs
Yeah
And you’ll
laugh at yer look
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something
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