Lyrics:
she said, "Come back again."
I watched them lonesome boxcar wheels
Turnin' down the tracks out of town
And it's on that lonesome railroad track
I'm
From the 6-4 to the 0-3
All the way to the motherfuckin’ 4-3 yea
My Carolina niggas keep it trill like my OG
Coasting down the street in the two seat
Roc-A-Fella, Ruff Ryders, niggas scared of that
Got a new motto this year, "Don't fuck with my ones"
Knock on your door, three in the mornin'
"It's just us
him
and watched his back
That's the only way
To roll on the track
But yo,
Mitch got rushed by feds last week
The snatchbared the runk
Of his white
the Lord will not abandon you
You know your life is a Kind of Project
God has assembled
Object by object
Like a train heading down a track
God will keep you
me down, bitch, I'm grown
Yeah, come track me down through these phones
Bro 'nem kickin' down doors
I want that head, get it gone (get it gone)
for two or three nights
Then I put it on pause 'til the moment was right
I went away for months until our paths crossed again
She told me I was never
Started with a dollar and a dream
We did it for the West, motherfucker, like Kanye
Niggas get stretched out on [?]
Got three thousand stacks, I ain't
droppin bigger hit's
I'm makin tracks upon track upon tracks
To make these niggas shit
And I'm down with some fa sho niggas
So tell me how you gon diss me
Three men chilling with the boy on the road
Four door mase fuck up yo
One by one i go wound dem no
Two by two shordy get down low
Three men chilling with
the floors for no reason
I be spazzing on tracks like I do it every season
Feel like Trae Young when I walk in the door bitch I'm a demon
I'm a devil I'm
nothing new
Can't get cuffed by the blues so I
Stay on point and move this food
My nigga D1 way too loose
Done ducked down YC, kermit too
Fuck all the cyber
points with The girl's parents, Ken and Gloria
My next door neighbors, by taking the group out to dinner at Olive Garden, saying he knew
The head chef
the door: a guided tour; what we came here for
One: don't let the sun go down on
Two: love, but are undone by
Three: whose name is...
I won't even start
(WEAU Weather Broadcast)
I don't wanna see
Where my life goes
Without you by my side
Yeah I don't wanna see you go
I can't stand this pain
It feels
According to a recent tweet by Iggy Azalea
"Diss songs shouldn't be filled with
Celebrity name drops to pad out lazy bars"
I beg to differ
Rihanna
They said we wouldn't make it
Yet we made it
Like jay said
Styles said
Sheek said
We gon make it
Yup we gots this
I'm Kickin down the door
Like big
suck dick, but expect for me to eat her?
That ho crazy, man, you don't wanna meet her
But her homegirl, Nita, swallow cum by the liter
She look good
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
stop the hate, appreciate (Now baby let's get down tonight)
Verse 3 uh, lights out let's bounce
Get it crunked, before the last songs announced
comin'
you can't stop me
you can't stop me
I'm comin'
I'm comin'
Batton down the hatches and latch the doors
you wanna to try to match my wits with yours?
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle down the beat wit' a ghetto tempo
I done blazed the instrumental,
marching down around the town.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants came marching three by three.
Hurrah, hurrah!
The ants came marching three by three.
Hurrah,
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