Lyrics:
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Ain't you heard of me (heard of me?), I'm surfin' G (surfin, surfin)
I spend and flip my currency (yuh, ay)
This P is just for me and can't ya see
til you sweat up(pum), yuh p-punani guh bless up(pum)
Baby! cock up nuh(who ah di teacha)
Whine it like you horny you have di tightest punani
Fling
the club, get some oxygen
Your friends say I'm a player
You'd be lucky to keep me
You know people gon' be
Talkin' 'bout us weekly
My car be in a robbery
P
of the I-C-P, yo, I got me a checklins cashing
If I could spend it with the hoes I'm crashing
But don't get all geek slut
'Cause I'm a buy ya some lava
This a Right Turn Record yeah
JJJ J. Hive
We gonna break you off with this one
Right right
Bodies be banging all around
J. Hive at the car wash
but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you, p. s. I love you
I do my best to obey all your wishes, I put a sign up "Think"
But I gotta buy us a new
close but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you, P. S. I love you
I do my best to obey all your wishes, I put a sign up "Think"
But I gotta buy us
a fucking drive-by
Riggety rolled on them slow in the Cadillac
Silkk behind the wheel, me and King in the pack
Master P in the passenger seat getting
basket. And
finally Oliver St John-Mollusc (G.C.), Harrow and the Guards, thought
by many to be this year's outstanding twit. Now they're moving up
Forget them other men, girl, pay them little attention
A little did I mention, that Jennifer's in
Love with me, John Mayer, so sit on the bench
Man, I
Forget them other men, girl, pay them little attention
A little did I mention, that Jennifer's in
Love with me, John Mayer, so sit on the bench
Man, I
Forget them other men, girl, pay them little attention
A little did I mention, that Jennifer's in
Love with me, John Mayer, so sit on the bench
Man, I
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
I ain't do this shit for the fame
I did this I do this shit for my dawgs
You feel me
Play with my dawgs
We'll spin some shit John wick
Real shit
You
sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
comes to mind when i'm on my flows
You might hate me
Just because my mind is twisted
But i'm r.a.p
Roll a bat as i get lifted
Rappers can't see
Why i'm so
"In secret, have I said nothing." - Jesus
...(John 18:20)
I look around and it's sad to see
Faith supplanting the facts we need
To make informed
hccker
As long as I'm your hccker
As long as I'm your hccker
HCCKER! HCCKER!
HCCKER! HCCKER!
Put your ds on me john F kennedy
I'll make you squeal, baby
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
where are you takin' me too huh America
Yo I'm Kunta Kinte 'fore he was enslaved by America
Picture the freedom before the terror
Who had to carry
the kitchen
All about my paper I ain't gotta wash the dishes
Hoe I'm so reel you could even catch me fishing
Fuck up out my face if you hit me with
call me fucker
I’m With my slimes like thugger
Don’t fuck with incest but I’ll bring it to your brother
Hit you w dis cutter
John Wick with this stick
gonna follow that water
And find my dream
Where St. John be waiting on me
To wash my sins away
Hey St. Christopher pray for me
Cause baby I'm on my
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