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believe, I ain't scared of commitment
Fuck head from them bitches
When you could do the same, but that respect is given
Our intimacy is significantly
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
As we transmit live here from the White House
At this landmark moment in time
Voters have turned up by the millions to decide who gets, um…
Verse 1
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
Who?
Who?
You
True
Who?
Who?
You
Mayday mayday, do you copy copy?
This is EyeLoveJimmy on the walkie talkie
Where the cheese at?
I need that like
a nigga act up on some bullshit to get by
It’s a roller coaster ride the game put you on
The shit that niggas do for the fame alone
They’ll throw you
the news, check the views
Truth is misconstrued
On the Twitter talking bitter
Who gon’ trust in you
Word by my side, yeah
That’s my worldview
Looking
we live in
And if you ain’t black then you really don’t understand the way we’re living
‘Cause the world tries to set us back in literally every
Two-thousand election,
Moderate Republican,
Lost the popular vote,
By only half a million.
Al Gore got more votes,
But guess who was on top of him,
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
Championship
Winner takes it all
District on the line
We gon see who want it more
Me and my bruddas
Yeah we ready for a far
Dropping straight dimes
Yeah you know
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
the ones who are remorseful
Forgiven is you
Forgiven is you
You little pussycat, forgiven is you
But as for your wife, I have nothin' to do with pork that
you do with a treasure
Same as you do with the love you get
Give it away with pleasure
In this terrarium lives a librarian
Sending her quarter
hit! (Baah)
Flipped a couple thots with a opp
I can't tell who's dick you kissed (Damn!)
You love to brag about clapping cheeks
From what a nigga
As we transmit live here from the White House
At this landmark moment in time
Voters have turned up by the millions to decide who gets, um
Verse 1
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
silk to sew
We grow and take you back to like afros
And no quittin or gettin jumped by the system
Its all day, all play got verbs and such
And cuts
a tombstone hand and a graveyard mind
I'm just twenty-two and I don't mind dying
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Now Arlene took a-me by my
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, vocals)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Tom fowler (bass)
Chester thompson (drums)
The adventures
up for the '20
That's something I've never understood see
There's many women who's way better than me at what I do
See at the core I'm an engineer in
could you would get rid of me
What you gonna do when a nigga got to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me,
You should already figure I'mma go hard
If you
Yeah, uh, okay
Real niggas fuck wit us
Fuck you if you feelin different
Fuck you phony diamonds, fake bitches, and you lil get wits
Prince georges
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