knew make a fool out of you if we were to duel in a hall playa playin' pool renegade bitches choose word to Max Jeux drop jewels diamonds different hues
without you I can't stand it It's tragic when you wonder when you lost that magic Without understanding that you never had it try to grab it In the bed
G-4 plane flyin, '05 Range drivin If the deal ain't least ten mil' I ain't signin Heard she can make it do the "Nolia Clap" It's Mr. Blade Icewood the
another forty-five for encore Hard core stage show We don't lay low Or run gun run We take it as it comes But whatever happens We're going to make it
three tennis balls Peanut butter a Japanese chicken clock and when it falls On eight thirty I'm hurting it's early and my hair is dirty Teeth as if beneath
, get the door Wrestle naked, hit the floor But I don't seek that shit no more It's different for me Try to tell myself a different story This Alpha
go, next city, oh great, off day Hangovers, hangups, dial backs, running make up Apologies and promises and nobody acknowledges That boys in bands got it
know it's funky The rhythms he recycles sometimes prehistoric The mic for the popcorn's like metaphoric (it's metaphoric baby) So many different factors
the water boil We bound to keep it hot It's gon' be turmoil if you thinking that it's not I'm a show you how you get this money, make it hot I'm a show
' out like Keyshia with the *** They talk about it, we all about it They making plans, we sit and counting Our cheddar stack, it's just like a mountain
sayin' nothing homie Ye ain't fresh azimiz Ye ain't got it (ye ain't got it) You don't keep it thuggin' like I keep it thuggin' Lil buddy you ain't fresh
ain't sayin' nuttin' homie Ye ain't fresh azimiz Ye ain't got it, ye ain't got it You don't keep it thuggin' like I keep it thuggin' Lil buddy you ain
the best are I get harder, faster than a car in Nascar Make more reveal, I wanna ride again The red coats are comin', fuck it, let 'em in The king of
criminals Bout to slay em out the pocket Watch it, got to calmly load it Cock it, pop it, shot it, head exploded And he owed it The murder he wrote it
Man on the microphigadelian foshelian It's nothin' but the forty water Always on, uh, some unreasonable Can't fuck wit' it, if it ain't equinomically
you really know what the meaning of life is? You've got the gift to make a wish Will you ever give in to it to make a difference? Now the kids that
that is you Different strokes for different faces Spacious skies stay high and gracious Patience makes us feel tired and wasted Came so close I can almost taste it Switch it
sure improved Show improvement and I know just to go into it Could never amount to going through it Whatever, how you want to do it, we can do it like