Lyrics:
pieces of shit
Like you for breakfast"
Huh? Y'all eat pieces of
Shit? What's the basis?
We ain't going nowhere but
Got suit's and cases
J-IN-G-L-E bells
to a nightmare
Martin Luther the King
Without a queen, nah mean?
By any means, yaddadimean?
In the coupe, my Miss Coretta Scott thing
And I swear I had a dream, I
Of meeting you by chance on streets like what's up
Hell nah
Fuck you thought
It's been like years ago
I should've forgotten
Don't even remember where she used
Life's pretty shitty
When you aren't with me
I go through the motions
In this big old city
Wondering what it all amounts to
And why I'm here without
Christmas lights hung at the BPOE
I set up my mic right next to the tree
Headlights pull in cue up tonic and gin
It's been a tough year you without
Switching the country’s
Takes pictures with monkeys
Just by the ocean
Swim with some dolphins
After eat fish
Cook up so nice
Nothing like sushi
Wondering who
tonight
Baby, it's not Christmas without you
Right here by my side
So bittersweet
It's supposed to be
The most wonderful time of the year
How much
my shoes, made it even worse. I worked in an environment where you're judged by your shoes. You dare not wear scuffed shoes. You dare not wear
you, rubber ball man
Crying over you
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm sitting all alone
I feel so cold without you
It chills me to the bone
I never
love with me all you finna do is cry
Sorry I ain't been myself ever since my brother died
Nobody was tryna slide so I did it by myself
Don't need love I
every day
Once I get there I’ll be there for good
Serves you right anyway
I’m on a love struck holiday
Sun risin’ in a highway sky
By the evenin’ I’ll be
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me)
insta page
Kind of hard to say
But you are insane
Nigga keep ur lane
Cause you might just fade
Bitch get this straight
I don't judge by rate
You can
J'me suis fait coffrer comme un naze, en gard'av' comme un trophée
J'déambule en ien-ch dans ma cellule
Négro j'repense au Sénégal, à l'île de
had gin
I felt your energy
When just the fact that you talked to me
Felt like I was in a dream
Or memory gone by
Spare me a night without this
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
pulled the bull by the horn
I've been heading to the top
You suppose know my versatility
I'm grind in money like a rubber bound
Yeah
Before you go dare me
Let´s fly away to paradise
'Cause you, you are a city girl and I am an island man
I´ll help you understand oh
You know a holiday is coming we can
[Hook: Mary J. Blige]
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
You can't knock the hustle ba-by
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
You
[Hook: Mary J. Blige]
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
You can't knock the hustle ba-by
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
You
Might be awhile
Be awhile
See you when
I see you out
Be without
Me without
You with out
Me
I could do without
Do without
Feel without
Feel it out
Zulu, you could ask Jermaine Dupri
Let's take 'em back to 2010 with Holiday in the club
Rappin' on the bar, met J Cole he said "you hard"
Then I spoke
like i'm Shiloh
This is real life no movie no typo
No Cap tho
I've been on the grind tho
Get out the way you cant see me i'm on stealth mode
Said you
without you, baby, they're ain't no future
(Miss you, miss you, miss you) yeah, oh no
(Oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
I miss you, baby
(Miss you, miss you) I
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