Lyrics:
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
sweaters to protect me from that outdoor
I was so naive when it came to the decade that I was raised in
But why should I complain of the realm that I throw
stepin on my toes [x4]
Yo mamma, yea I seen her butt naked in the front row
Yo daddy, yea I heard he was in vip smokin dro
Yo grand mammy, yea I know
on my line, She wish it was mine, I don't have the time
Let's talk about
Win
Will you wake up
If y'all was in love
Then why you break up
And nah I ain't
paid
New chain I’m enslaved
Since back when it was
Back lashes on my Kinte
Don't break bread with em
Give a fuck what yo friends say
As long as yo momma
motivate myself
Stuck in a faze, lost in a way
Yesterday was an emotional day
I feel the same, I feel the same
Maybe I need me a beach by the bay
Need me
less to worry
Time went by its all so blurry
I knew you was gonna give me a shot
Hey, call me Stephen Curry
And i'mma make you laugh
Call me Eddie Murphy
got the room
It's only made for two, like we inside the coop
Bishop how they got juice, & I was Q, by the roof
Always been the Bobby brown out the group
a gangsta
Disrespectin the mob I gotta bang ya
An everyday, cituation when I was caught by
Fuck a car, I do a muthafuckin walk by
When the G to the A-M-E
by stars
But he did have love for
The poor and the theives
And he was in the street
Kind of similar to me, nigga
Mr beck, Mr o'Reilly, Mr limbaugh, Mr
lose your love
I don't think it's automatic
I'm in love might write letters I'm glad I met her
And I'm thinking bout the times when I was doing better
of duckin' one time
I told my nigga give me a price, he said love
They gon' be gone by the night like they Suge
We need a bride for this Glock 'cause we
Some Ben & Jerry's mom fought with Ares
But God damn I love strawberries
SpongeBob was the cherry on the top for me
The grand prix pour moi moi moi
Moi
them even when they're throwing rocks and stones at Stephen, or Paul petitioning the Roman regent's court from the Caesarean prison over their unfair
When you make the Kool-Aid
You put your own amount of sugar in it
Sweet, sweet love to your taste
To your own specifications
Now tell Kool-Aid,
When you make the Kool-Aid
You put your own amount of sugar in it
Sweet, sweet love to your taste
To your own specifications
Now tell Kool-Aid,
for the love
He allowed you to find me
Never know what's going on
But this was perfect timing
Fill the room baby
Mainly with your fragrance
I can take
from when my name is in
I'm so ahead of my time like
I escaped from the past
Gotta watch these cause they switch up
Movin' sideways like a bishop
Throw
or is it you or is it only Jaded Love
Jaded Love Jaded Love
Was I betrayed by all my blindness
and the music in my reverie
Is this the price I pay for so
Do me and get away
I got a glimpse of your license plate
N-W-A."
[Chorus: x2]
She was Chubby and
Ready to Rock
Naughty By Nature and
Part
guns drew, breeze, y'all ain't up in my league
Don't get tricked by the assumption that nothing's up in my sleeve
Boy, I'm hot, when I'm heated, I'm
debatin' it
Everybody taste my fruits and tell me, dog, you makin' it
But when I got a bill, Spotify ain't payin' it
That's why I was weighin' it, baggin' it
The jesus christ on my neck reach to my lap
I teach you to rap in my sunday school
These bitches get a one day rule
You gotta fuck by monday, cool?
Or she
And the same ones that be talkin down be the same ones that can't show us a bag
Really had the juice like Bishop nigga had shit jumpin way before rap
I was
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