Lyrics:
heart o
I no go use your heart play game
Ha girl I go dey by your side o
Baby girl ah I want you today
See I really want you yeah
I promise eh ah No go
so ready to get run up by incredible sex
I just wanna set up and get ate up caress your straight edible breasts
Do you hear me Loretta, sorry bout
pride on my sleeve
I don't wear Prada on me
I always ride out
If you do right by me
That's one that I love is my loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
I use
say that she for me
Last time I
Last time I check
You use to curve me
Now she see me up and she want a piece of me
Two weeks ago I was down bad
name up you see how i came up
Yeah i done change up/
From my old ways some people i left in the past cause some i just can’t trust
Verse)
You know
you
Don't want nobody touching you when I
Can't get in touch with you
Tell me what I need to know
Don't wanna hear what's up with you
This what happens
A little sleep, a little slumber
A lil' let me rest a lil' longer
And poverty would swoop down and capture you as plunder
Wonder why arms denied use for long
Ain't no surprise i done turned to a star
I'm in the A took my lil bitch to Zara
We in the mall got it tucked by my draws
Anything I do my brothers
and smack somethin
I'm wild dude, you could probably find me on side two
If not I'm a holla like Ja Rule, get a dollar from my boo
And go and by a juice
and killers
And some trilla life ass niggas, pimpin' hoes like gorillas
Niggas in Caddys say scrilla but to me it's just ends
I'd rather roll 96' Lac than
the .4's by me
Diamonds up the piece it's all shiny
Still without a backstage pass the whores find me
And they know who the man be
Ice grill on the watch,
necessity is the mother
That makes us change, and twist our minds
Mother we could use that change
By now
Now that you've become aware
You must ask yourself
The likes of me, F-you-D-G-E brains compete
Wit CP0-three's intelligence
Accompanied by Mike Z-double-O-T
Shabaam Sahdeeq, Skam, Kweli, and Spinna
Tell me what's up, baby don't give up, can you just hear my song
Somethin' ain't right, there's no use in denyin'
I just don't know why we always
buddy let me brush that green grass on out of your hair
In the still there's a silver strum ringing up into the air
I could use some good news from
motherfucker
Turn me up some
Yo
Oh shit
Who those motherfuckers
Comin' in here?
No, it can't be
Ah
Yo yo, gimme some room
I'm throwin' elbows
song
I might blow up my radio, oh
You can clear the room
By playing Debbie Boon
Or crank your Abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim Whitman
and they left behind children
I used their life and it taught me a lesson one by
One keep counting my blessings
Close but so far I got so many scars
Many
Welcome to the Monday night halftime show
I'm Stephen A
Representing the hottest of the hottest
Listen up
Watch out
Yeaa
Heyy
Yeaa
Heyy
We're
Ok, let me clear a couple things up for you
And it might get weird
I know how this sounds
But we are not gospel rappers
We don't do Christian hip-hop
ain't want it
Woke up in the morning with two bitches made a porn
I didn't do this shit all by myself I had a army
She a boss bitch she pulling up in
Raised by the streets
Killers all around me
Keep me grounded when I speak
You ain't never seen
Feens nodding wit the lean
Trap house full of use to be prom
but who can?
Shoes flame (look at these!) kicks drippin', wet Lui kang
Big body Benz takin' up two lane
Got big balls too, this is team bowling
Use
putting my problems away let em perish
Take a train from Spain to Paris
Got a wife yea no marriage and my life yea never average
Lui V fill up the hamper
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