Lyrics:
lighting
You come like thunder
I come too cold
I come too cold like the artic tundra
So I'm looking all gravy saucey maybe
Not in ap , doing up ab
Cursed by
To the nearest thousands
Too much damn dino juice i'm feelin' lousy
You like to copy i have the hobbies
Don't make me sign Turbo on your autopsy
You're with your
It's too much room (It's scandalous)
Too much, too much room babe, babe
There's too much room up in here
Put your hand a little closer babe
So you
Bang On I look back into history,
About a half an hour ago.
It wasn't too hard finding me,
Yeah where all the flowers grow.
We fucked up big
be hard cause my luck is bad
But it might be fine cause I don't need much of that
Found a thick babe how am I gonna fuck
The Big Bang theory for
DIAMONDS IN THE WASTELAND
Verse 1 (Krim):
Fly with ma eyes close too high for ya'll
Get hot like a fireball too flash for ya'll
I'm Too crash for
how much we got (we got)
To see how much we got (we got)
I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga
Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots
Much more than your ass
So many years and tears
The blood and sweat that fell
Now it speak for it'self
I be the same nigga (get rich nigga)
Uh huh,
and blueberries all on a *** tail
I'm on bail, bet not 'nare *** tell
Bet not 'nare *** tell, yeah
Tell my momma to put the house up, wait, the house cost too much
he ain't livin', what he sayin'
How you havin' so much motion, you can't even help your mans
Every time I hear a beat, I say, be bang', cause that's my
I would hate to think a rat like you
Would be too cool for a roach like me
(Benny benny bang bang)
So done being suspect
(Meat meat meat meat)
So
the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by some
bled
[God]
It's a process, shit don't just happen, I create it
Everything you see, and shit you don't, son I made it, and waited
I'm the big bang theory
having hella clothes
And I bang Rich Gang to the core
I turned my ruby stone to a charm
It go one time for the money
Two times for the show
Three
thang, 'fraid she's a beauty bang
This is the Chairman of the Board
The archbishop Don Magic Juan
Big Snoop Dogg, is a boss playa
As a matter
trust me
Nobody can't claim that they buss me
Cuh man was out there on a fuckery
Plus we don't even talk too much
That's the reason why your girl wanna
it up
And too much bass in the trunk, so let it bump
You look like you mad as fuck, but who cares?
Grabbin' her by the arm, cause she stared
Don't know
and dangerous
Ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel
Dust, label us notorious. Thug ass niggas that love to bust, its strange to us
Y'all
Very much a work in progress!
Tyler, The Creator is he
Extremely ridiculous? Yes is
He extremely talented? Definitely we
Are about to
Embark
You don't really wanna stop - stop
The only thing that we got
I bang knott's, so how much you plot
On these youngsters
Millions of 'em that's lovin'
You dream of trading places
I have been changing faces
You cannot fill these shoes
There is too much to lose
Wake up behind these trenches
You run
the finest demons ready to confess man
My whole life been a whole lotta mess man
Moving in silence with too much to address me
If you wanna pull up I'll give
Chris
Two bitches tellin' me they do sniff
What do you know?
So much wax in this bitch, smokin'
You'd thinkin' I'm fuckin' mad or too soft
(?)
Nah,
die
Because there's too much love
Chorus
High as a ki-zite tonite, rollin on my ci-zite
With that Dub-S to that see-lite
I¹m ready,
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