Lyrics:
walk
This ain't prod by walkz but who’s got bars
Recky of course
If she a r o d she can hold this heat no flask
I don’t care about tits just ass use
can I get some blue light to set the mood?
Perfect
For those of you listening on CD, the lights didn't change which made it funny
I saw a rainbow
that I lost in a year
Two years
Three years
She’s gone like a new year
Who’s there
Mistakes
Changes are way dangerous
Takes days to be caged in a tank
On a perfect day, I know that I can count on you
When that's not possible
Tell me can you weather the storm?
'Cause I need somebody who will
know by faith Your word is always true
Now I've got a peace that passes understanding
And I know that can always count on You
You've given me a love
I can still recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA
Well, there's Bobby Taylor
to put their faith in Him
Cause it’s gone to far
Oh, I believe he died for me
And for everyone
Anything can be achieved
When you count on God
Who’s gonna
simple and plain, the Chevy wit the blew out brains
As I bounce and mash, count this cash
Floss and flash, cop and blow a zip wit Bash
Since
Call on me and you gon' see
Everything is gonna be okay
Count on me to dry your tears
Have no fears I'm comin' back your way
'Cause life is hard but
On the spot
Og i don't care
Who you not
How many niggas
You done what
Now you the nigga
Getting shot
Can you niggas relate
I don't bank with chase
I chase
know who the truth, when they in the booth you know who the trill
So fuck how you feel, we make you pay by the pound
Recognize when you fucking around,
'cause that's that nigga, (Who?) That's that nigga
(Who you talkin about?) Everybody talkin about
(That's him?) That's that nigga
I can sleep
pipe back if you can not buy that
I'm like seriously sis what the fuck do he think this is
Like I know he got kids and a whole misses
Like who wants
and I’m too smart
I can careless
F** what u thought
I’m ready to ride
So hop in dha V
Cause I ain’t stayin here
4-2 long
Dis N***
Really get busy
Dha
Only the real can relate
This shit i spit out my mouth
I do this shit for pimp c
Im finna take back the south
I do this shit fa them young niggas who
woo)
I'm afraid to fuck'n stop (stop woo woo woo
(Yeah)
Money all in these balmains (balmains)
I got all of these racks on me (racks)
I can afford
away, and you will see
Someone will have it
Before you can count one, two, three
Yes they will, yes they will
Listen, fellas
You know it's not all
can see the real in me ian gotta say I'm true
Count my money and sip my drank
Bitch I roll my dope Ian worried bout a hoe
Yea I count my money and sip
(Pops showed me how to count 'em)
How the shit go
(I ain't tryna live without 'em)
How the shit go
(I don't know somethin' 'bout 'em)
How the shit go
one way, nigga trippin', put 47 in the AK, you Know that my young nigga's sponsored
By Gunplay, hold up, aye, I'm big o, but you can call Me Tony,
$hort baby from East Oakland
I got more hoes than I can count on my hand
You got women? Well I got more
You don't know? Shit, I'm Playboy $hort
They
up
Count the back end (back in) like a post up
They was sleep on me, yea but they woke up (uh huh)
I do it for the fam, sho' nuff
All hustle, no luck
me to
I'll be your down-ass chick
I'm gonna be here when you need
Ooh, baby, can always count on me
And you don't ever have to worry (worry)
me to
I'll be your down-ass chick
I'm gonna be here when you need
Ooh, baby, can always count on me
And you don't ever have to worry (worry)
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