Lyrics:
a lesson learnt
Still so cold when the sun is out (huh)
What am I talking about? (about)
Niggas still run their mouth (alright)
So everyone death by clout
french baby, don't go blamin' the fate you chose on me
One seven a b
Ha ha
Eastbird on the track, motherfucker
Paris by night, champagne n' love
Hey
Paris
Hey Bow!
What you gonna do on this one it's ya 5th album homeboy (yeah)
You gotta let people know out,
I hear dudes talking in the streets saying
Ooh, ooh ah ooh, ooh ah
Ooh, ooh ah ooh, ooh ah
Come with me to the disco ow
Hey, I've seen everybody showing time
Ooh yeah and I've been over here
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
something
I like your thinking Riley, that's smart, and that's a start
Wow what a way to get the all night party running
Hey, I'll be back, I'm going to take
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
Stay kitted, hood wit' it like mine
Mean walk, talk the talk, let me tell you some more (Bow Wow, let it go)
I wanna give her the world
And I
Aye man what's good?
Aye man
Aye so have you heard that new nigga named DaKingSean?
Who?
DaKingSean, the dude who be like, "It's King Time, hoe"
say one more time to you
'Cause I'm loving you
But I'm leaving you
I don't need nothing else
I'm just saying "ごめんね"
That's it, what I'm saying
I
wow them boys is,
What it do, homie, callin' this our era
2007, we can print our face on paper
Greenbacks, boy, guaranteed to feel that
By any means,
wait outside by your whip
No matter what the time is
Then we gun butt him in the head with the nine quick
Then we stomp his ass like a motherfuckin' mosh
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
one pistol
You should run
And whoever run witchu should run witchu
You rap about guns all the time in ya bars
I get time behind bars cause that
What
oh)
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay (hustle oh)
Hey No food for lazy man oh, (No food for lazy man)
Make you work and use your hand oh cos (No food
the issue)
Gltt bow at his mufuckin temple (At his mufuckin temple)
No cap in my rap (Or what)
Talking hot blow the strap (Bow)
Pocket racket on my lap (My
to know you
Now what you promoting
I can see your bones thin
Your life's a cat scan and you don't trap man
I told em all these Escobar's is crack man
Half
the same house
Nigga never came out, wow
It's a shame how you got sucked in that life
But hey man at least you got a name now
They say you a "real nigga"
a biter
Come up to my girl crazy
Ima turn into a slider
Like wow
Homie like wow
Ima put the sanctions on you just to make you boys bow
Sanctions in my
pow!
Frown while I shit on your crown, skip town (town!)
Ground zero, Shapiro, the king cash cow
Do I make 'em say "Wow!"? Strip! (Ow!)
Bow! I sit
call somebody up
And tell'em let's go hit the floor
Every time
Every time I
I hear the music
Wow
Makes me wanna
Makes me wanna
Tell somebody
When it come courage
I'm a dog and I am fluent (On God)
In the art of killing mobs ten times my size
Taking down a boss out by the eyes
Dueling with
to come and turn a stale face to a wow again
I can wow them again
The way I'm ballin'
My weight up I flex when I wanna
I don't wanna talk bout my problems
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