Lyrics:
from the way it claps (Ha)
But I ain't ever held a wap
The kick back too strong so yeah lowe that
Yeah cah we outside
But marj said be home by 9 (Like
drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw man, you sold your soul
Naw man, mad people was frontin'
Aw
the corporations gon' skyrocket
'Cause the lyrics are read
Now we got families
Missin' out on compensation
'Cause the things that they said
Tell me who's goin' next
that was fancy?
I think imma tear the world like the president
Crashin' hotel parties and the residence
I'm over here just blessing people by just
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
always wanted to do like
A Last Call, I remember the first time I heard Kanye's
I thought that shit was so tight dawg
And I was like, man I'm tryna tell
drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw man, you sold your soul
Naw man, mad people was frontin'
Aw
the winner
Now, signorini, signori
We mix-a da lather
But first-a you gather
Around, signorini, signori
You looking a man
Who have had-a da glory
insides and bring you down to your knees
But when I threaten you with violence, I say thank you and please
Who's that man in the window pane
He's looking
bags, I mean like shopping bags, serious.
I never liked Dry Your Eyes anyways,
The only person that liked it was my mum,
You know what I mean,
cos man
bags, I mean like shopping bags, serious.
I never liked Dry Your Eyes anyways,
The only person that liked it was my mum,
You know what I mean,
cos man
That's why you drink Tanqueray, so you can reminisce
And wish, you wasn't living so devilish, shit
I remember I was just like you
Smoking blunts with my
disappointed friends
And by the way you're on at eight, that's when the show begins
Oh, Aaron, what are you going to do?
(Man)
You make big promises oh so
nicks
By 15, I got a felony by 16
I got my driver’s license start using
J’s car to pedal lean
College Park that my stompin’ ground
Used to trap out
those that haven't paid.
"I do my double-show quick!" said Mick the Prick, fresh out the nick.
"I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave,
Then
Here we go
Yeah
Yesterday morning was crazy
I had to come to terms with the fact that it's not a maybe
That shit is in stone, sealed and signed
the day that was hot
Take control, be glad you got soul
Feel the relief, let God handle your beef
That's all I'ma say, Chris Lowe all gone
y'all all in
that you'll see
Did it all on my lonely
I'm the man, it's all on me
Cam
Look
It's back and forth when I rock a bar
Sitting at the Rocket Bar
Second
Damn, I know a guy who will tell me what's real
Man, I know a guy who can get somebody killed
And, I know a guy who's on the corner makin' deals
Man
lieutenant
Like me, the Don Juan, that's Yvonne the sweat-a, the money-getter
Coppin' mad cheddar
Stevie was wondering how I got in this position
One day
my face
You can see that I'm blue
But you would have thought these man were colour blind
Because when I needed a handout they was unreachable
Makes me
loved jobs called in
You had faith when they said they're not callin'
You understood that what we had was good
You stood by your man like a real
friends with my mentor, No I.D.
And No I.D. told him
"Look, man, if you wanna mess with Kanye you gotta tell him that you like the way he rap"
I was all,
man's chest out (di-di-dip-dip-dip)
I was raised in the 'Narm, but my flag is black
Put a flag for the ends that you rep now
Two in a Q of lake
Heat
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