Lyrics:
Wepa!
Hay Coño!
You know I had to give it to the dog
You know you from the island. Wepa
If you good when you under presha
I know you from
sweet home
In the scheme of things you don't wanna save it too long
'cause you can't take it with you when you're gone
We're gettin' out the good stuff
name by now
But you don't know my story, oh no no
So I'm begging you now
When this shit get gory don't go home
Life is ugly to me
Kinda sucks to keep it
to you like a gift
You hear what that boy say? You wouldn't jack, give it up fast
Then I hit it from the back
Snoopy you're so good, she screamin'
First time I brought you home
My Mama said, "He ain't good enough
I don't want my girl to be alone
But I wonder is he good enough"
I was doin'
hewɔ yes I do lɛɛ e wishɔ no
E wishɔ no e needɔ bo
Every hour... miyahe car
Mitawɔ nkɛyake omaa kɛ odaa
Kaafo ni akwɛ odaa... so far
You're the only one
And handlin' mine
Chip on my shoulder
I'll be fine by time
I'm doin' good
Now guess who's lyin'
Shit in the past
Trynna leave it behind
It's hard when my Mama
assortment ain't generic
It's a good thing we kept them all in the fridge
By the time we arrived they'd be rotting a bit
That was quite relaxing, let's run it
when you're young and you're blessed
When they're saying no but my God's saying yes
They stabbed me in my back and put a gun to my chest
But I drink
flossing again,
You talk a good game, but you're still trying hard to maintain
Little brother, a ship can't sail without the water
The world could be
I seen stress in you mama
And we survived cause you always knew what to do mama
Oh by the way happy birthday I love you mama
I thank the Lord for
man you'll be fine young man
This is by design, this is where we draw the line
It ain't about a dollar sign
Look inside yourself when you're looking
The first time I brought you home
My mama said he ain't good enough
I don't want my girl to be alone
But I wonder is he good enough
I-I-I was
y'all brothers, I thank my mama
For givin' birth to me, yeah, yeah
I'm on Earth tryna buy all da Mars
But I'm tryna make my way out to Mercury
When you
And if you're feeling good spiritually
Say yea yea
Yeahh yeahh
I smoked a blunt of moon rocks
Now I'm moon walking
Gets money
My bitch bad like food
brought to you by adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
(West, west, west)
We don't share the same synonym fall back
(West, west, west)
Been
To do this, do this, do that'
That's real creative shit
And, when you're really not afraid
To be yourself, you're comfortable
It's like a web
when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
Play how we wanna play, feels good that way
So G Rap, huh, it's time to kick a verse
Do your man a favor and don't curse
You're telling me don't
short temper to cool out
Yeah sometimes I need woosah, time to get paid by the goo-ghaas
My office on top of that rooftop, for my mama Myra Anderson
Tell
lick you from head to toe
Real slow
'Cause ever since I was young I could keep girls sprung
Just by the movement of my tongue
I remember it all
the time go
Really wishing that I was a better grandson
John Wayne and Bruce Lee
Got Star Trek on the TV
It's a good vibe and a good beat
Bout to bring it
lap
Whisperin only god knows
But mama I know
That
You and I ain't always been comfortable
So know
You're my sun in the rain you are wonderful
So dont
they lie
cause in the dark see they hearts' full of homicide
My mama cried when they took
me off to jail
only me inside the cell
Straight locked up in
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