Lyrics:
it's too late
And every time you move, I fantasize
We all have known each other
For a little while, baby
I want to talk about it
But every time I look
tylisha, faye,
Fiona, falesha, denice, patrice, shanice,
Sharice, dominique, natalie an nishaa,
Naomi, nicola, niree ,
I won't let any tromp ting get by me.
a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
Constantly eyed by neighbors who do the Feds favors
It ain't no major though, whether slangin' yay
about a thing
I'm gonna buy you a 9 milli
And if that Glocked-up bird does sing
Survival of the fittest gonna mean something
So please
Don't let it come
the bottom
Yeah I was the one in field you can tell by the mud on my cleats
She say it's the bands for me
I say can you dance for me
The way that she move it's
never wanna' chill
I figure by lookin' at me then you would know the deal
My penis is hard why don't you come give it a feel
Oh my goodness it's coming
Yeah, keeping it old school
You know what it is
Bro I'm high as fuck
But I'm chillen ain't simpin about a girl she know wassup
Always gotta keep it
Ok I got this beat for free
Time to teach you about economy
Ok I got this beat
Teach you 'bout economy
I could make your pockets deep
It's like
of our lives
It's how we survive
How we stay alive
By leaning on one other
We're brothers from another mother
Don't ever leave your brother behind
Michigan
They call soda, pop
What about a bubbler?
It's called a water fountain
What about haters?
They're just fake terminators
Livin' in mom's basement
life hanging by a thread
The joker's wild
Can't you see by his eyes
The joker's wild
Can't you see through his disguise
The joker's wild about you
These are the days of wild
Hooker, bitch and ho, I don't think so
I only knew one and never told her though
I thought about many times (Diss me?)
have the crowd, getting loud
Its my turn, since natalie,done did it, run off on a caper, paper in the case
we done did it gangster, I don't know
We were up to daylight swimming in the dark
By the time to get home
We'll sleep under the stars
Never worry about tommorow
We were young, we were
think emcees with no flavor should stop rappin
I think some sampling is cool if fools ain't yappin
Man that's it about it, I don't wanna hear shit about
Talkin bout the good life
Livin in da ghetto, wild
Eh-yo, let's talk about it (Let's talk about it)
Eh-yo, we be about it, be about it
Yo, we be
wanna get to second base, With Natalie Dormer’s face,I wanna send Megan Fox,To my penalty box,I’ve seen some Olivia Munn, but,I want it all,I wanna bounce
though we're just gonna sit by the fire and make a lotta love
Every man oughta try it least one time in his life
Just get away on a wild weekend like I'm
Nigga, fuck all you, this is Funk Volume, pop a Valium
In a bathroom with a crack whore, and write about it on my brand new album
Niggas on powder, I ain't
ain't got jack to say
And it's sad to sayi'm just a poetry
Fag actin' gay in my black beret
I just came to this wack-ass café
To drink an ice coffee
Rockstar Lifestyle
Man this shit been getting wild
Got so many dead pottnas ion even talk about
Vengeance in my soul ain't make it out
Found sum better
autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't
don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
Like,
Maxed out, credit card
(Spaz out)
Mag out, mask on
(Trap house)
Uh
Do it by
Playing out
What about?
I'll find out
Florence Pugh
Why did everyone give sh*t for your boobs?
By the way, are you free tonight?
Look I know you and Zach
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