Lyrics:
Police are looking for a Hispanic male in his mid-30s
Who violently assaulted his wife and two kids
I'm currently standing in front of Sudsy
wanna know me
Now I got these fuckboys calling me broski
I mess around with the medals and plaques but I only wife trophies
She got her hair tied up
contest girl na you i elect (baby girl na you I select)
Girlie your body luku lakka house wife oh (oh)
If not you go damage this life oh (no no no no no
your hand
Well she is the mother of your child and the lady in your life
With the ring upon her finger represents that she is your wife
Why you want
cool, touch it and you's a fool
Look, I'll get you hooked, ya'll crooks might even move
To Atlanta, Georgia, get a wife and daughter
Start a new life
eating snow crab, I'm in the street like the dope man
We do drive-bys in Mopeds, smoke strong like Popeye, Conan
I beat the pussy up, I just throat jab,
a toast
I'm this close
By the coast
Baby I don't mean to boast
I'm from the Go
Where, most of us don't know when we go
I'm driving slow
Four in
Macc had tried to take his life
Only it wasn't an angel he saw in white
It was a vision by God of his faceless wife
A message from heaven of eternal
the skies
I can't bring myself to life
Sex and drugs can't be my wife
Cut my heart out with the knife
Why we always have to fight?
Baby let me fucking die
If
and a wife
I live a luxurious life
And I'm respected in this game
Cause I do's the same
Man, look here
Let me spit you something for a second
Cause I see
to find a fitting mate;
A petticoated pard to cheer his solitary life,
A woman with soft, soothing ways, a confidant, a wife.
And while he cooked his
calorie
her man will get his cavalry
and straight turn the town to a shootin' gallery
chorus - off his life, to get in good with the bosses wife
change that into four, yo (summer)
Ask me, "How do I feel?"
I'm happy 'cause I want to
I'm buyin' mass appeal (usually, I don't)
Sold it all by my
Got nothing to die for
Got nothing to light for
Rhyme four twice more
Eight miles of life force
Till I create files and crime for
Police trials and nice
of
Gods, which will their wisdom send
In the form of wounded dove.
This is book of my life
Written only by my hands.
Muse will be my loyal wife
The fame
rice
Daddy's in the pen doin life
Sister gotta husband, she's a wife
And I'm in the backyard hittin the pipe
It's been three or four months since I
I'm surrounded by them Glocks
Why them niggas steady dying because we steady sending shots
Double0 that shit for life that shit won't never fucking stop
Good mornIng LIfe
You got me wakIng up before 5:39
To run across a brIdge and draw my lIne
Blue RIver gIvIng shIvers whIle I'm strollIng by
Over my
was a process
It's the homie God every time that I deposit
Way too pretty to be dealing with this life
Way too pretty, conversations with your wife
bills and they all on time
She the type of woman that I need in my life
Got the type of qualities I need in a wife
That I need in a wife
That girl stole
of my hand everythin that I dreamed for and more
and you know that im down for yours
forever in life
the reason why I made you my wife is because
You
a hurry, just in the nick of time
Cause I do four things: rhyme, produce, teach, and bring to you new styles
Well here's the first style, right out
him, minimum wage
The poor man endured this, torture for his four sons
His daughter and his wife, 'cause he sought a better life
His boss laid him off
daily life.
So they come home drunk and beat they wife.
She forgives him when he say's he didn't mean it.
You ask me they can both suck my petty lip.
.jpg/300px-Dream_Wife_(band).jpg "Dream Wife")
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