Lyrics:
go and get it (Yea)
Have ya b**ch wetter then the s**t that's under bridges
Ain't talking flights when I say ya b**ch tripping
And when I txt YK I aint
but it's in me
Cathedral to the congregation as I'm rotate
With my true prayer partner by the name of Quincy Beats
These Windy City streets out here
talkin' shit when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo
3b3 y3 yie
When Slick got the stars aligning
Paparazzi just strike like lightening
Can't keep your eyes open the lights are blinding
I put the flash
the pound
While I burn booths in the first hundred mile
Radius been at this s**t for a while
Radiance my glow could light up a house
Hated it when I was down
as a winner
So better watch out Mr dellélé
Your eyes are going blink blink
And all is forgotten
When your eyes are going blink
Blink then all is forgotten
When
(b. andersson, b. ulvæus)
Scaramouche
(instrumental)
Varför ska det vara så seriöst för, alltid?
Nä, I england
go)
I wanna rock it all night
Baby girl, will you rock it out with me?
I wanna crawl through the dark
Just to feel your heartbeat against me
love?
The last real pub in the south is surrounded by wankers
And they're coming in close with their cards out
So let's link arms
Be prepared to go
kids, parents, don't be docile
To these forced ideologies, especially
When it's so easy to call out their s-y a- hypocrisy
Just by having a sense
yo, go by the Jane Doe
Drenched in Polo, chill downtown in Soho
You don't know, this is just half my potential
Check my credentials, come harder than
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
the eyes
Of my buck naked heart
'Cause honesty is hard to handle
Truth is harder than hell
Is it love or flies to a candle
As years go by it's hard
Niggas talk s**t got troops on pull up yeah
Cuz ion really take to s**t lightly
Never been offended by the words y’all put up yeah
Cuz I don’t really
No girl named Brian
Not a girl named Brian
And he started to shave
And have one off the wrist
And want to see girls
And go out and get pissed
This man
bread you still my 1st dog
When shit ain't right and it go left you still my 1st call
We had some better days shit some days we had worse dog
Still kept
the kinks out
When you go to sleep, what do you think 'bout?
If y'all get a divorce she gon' take everything except the kitchen sink out
Make it so cold
skeleton
I get good dome, I'm well hung by the membranous
Kiss the microphone, someone go remember this
I'm coming for the throne, go run and tell a bitch,
been a part of that throughout the years
I'd like to send peace out to all my homeboys that kept it real
And love to all my niggas that have died out
Money
Watch it fall from the sky
Girl go head catch it
No ones n fives
Saws and dubs
Girl get naked
Baby you can have it all
Because you special
When we
Don't think with your mind when you're pricing
Cause I married the game so we feel
That the cake need a little more icing
Sell out by the cases
Bitch
Just bring the liquor; there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way); let me stop by the store
Get a twelve pack of Corona plus a ounce of 'dro,
Here
Keep your eyes closed
Know when I'm psycho
So when it's nightfall
You know that the light goes
It Gets Crazy In Here
Y'all wanna go where I go
This the season for short days and long nights
These the days were wicked ways go out of sight
See through you eyes
Thoughts racing fast as your heart
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