her, drink my 40s slow And give us a second, you'll find us on the bed Wild sex, with her legs behind her head. Turn her over on her stomach, get her
anything fast, humping on my leg yo I'm on my fuckin glass Makin money last, hide it in a flask, sound of a bomb blast throw it in tha bag I can kill a sound and
they will be You should tell 'em clear the way And tell 'em to step back, back ba back, hey hey! [Chorus] Kill joy, kill joy, a kill joy, a kill joy
you off Man, my beat like a bitch because you and your car It shine bright like the night and the moon and the stars And I wake up and make more by noon
fandango- Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me- Galileo,galileo, Galileo galileo Galileo figaro-magnifico- But Im just a poor boy and nobody loves me- Hes just a poor boy
never spit on a dude Tell ya dame to get a swimsuit and come get in my pool See nodding once and now we working on (hmm, hmm) I pull up on you with the
on crack Head to the back, back of the whip Shofer catch a contact officer stitch Muthafucka it's the mister 'have we kill em' Put the Timber in the lake and
lion and a bear I'm a kill em That motivation ain't lyin I swear, I'm a nigga I got my ear to the streets, back to the bullshit I'm triyin to eat, I'm on
shit that you doing now make me wonder this Now why it's cool for you But it's not for me And why he ain't hop on my song and make it hot for me But u
A Nigga Been Coit (Yeah) Married To This Rap Shit And Ya Just Go Wit It Oh Here We Go Again Eyes A Lil Lower I Be Four To On When I'm Three One Oh In
and that nigga Pill In Brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whippet pill One week and we get the deal, one day and I fucked the bitch
they hate you, go and ask Fifty Yeah, go and ask fifty They love you then they hate you, go and ask fifty Go and ask fifty, hating ass nigga, sweeter
d still be niggas out killing, And still be white people still out to get us, And still be niggas saying whites tryna get us, And still be lazy and paranoid
Smell the blow on my mothafucking clothes nigga Grind all day party all night, canary yellow diamonds, ferrari all white They say that boy a killer to
man FLOCKA! [Verse 1:] These niggas trippin second guess am I livin better tell em I'm gone kill em twenty bags and tell em come get em make ya boy
(flocka) I'MA STEAL I'MA STEAL I'MA KILL I'MA KILL FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS They said a man shine proper Sometimes that shit hurt Why they put G babyface on
Verse 1] These niggas fuckin trippin second guess am I livin Better tell em I'm gone kill em twenty bags and tell em Come get em make ya boy scared to
i sit back think of everything i got ever giving life ? when i got shot truth to being the biggest dope boy on the block rocks in my signs watch this