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She dont like me.
02:34
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im like cmon
and shes likes nope
and their HAH
and im like please
and shes like PEACE
and im like lets just get along
naw they dont like me (nope)
she dont like me (nope)
naw she dont like me (nope)
its not like me (nope)
this aint likely (naww)
this aint likely, thats ok alright.
dont blame me for haters (oj simpson)
bitches in my cloths like muhh fuckin hangers (thats a t-shirt)
but she cant find me with a thought nor am i thinkin (blank slate)
where the fuck my cup cuz im bout to strat drinkin (sip)
pink panther . cmon . trap
pink panther . cmon . trap
pink panther drink
pink panther drink
bitch im around you like saturn rings
with many moons (thats circle/360)
Ill have your task pick up like a good ass set of some salad spoon (gucci print)
your girl wants her hair to look like mine does (shine)
explain? how i ball (ballin)
i couldnt even try to...
pink panther . cmon . trap
pink panther . cmon . trap
pink panther drink
pink panther drink
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2. |
Ball
01:43
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im a god you a peon
i dont need your couch boy
gold chain hangin from my balls
walk around my house boy
mmm my feet on marble floors
im a fuckin boss boy
your girl open up her jaw
i could fukin employ
if that bitch need a job
you think its rainin but thats money fallin from the sky
i cant even count all the moneys that i fuckin got (thats stupid)
so whats good when you see me on the street
im a god you a peon got my squad on they feet
ima god you a peon, got my squad on they feet
squad on they feet (yup)
ballin thru my house man i just got the key (trap)
dont know what that means (ball)
got so much moneys, sippin on this lean got me feelin like im fallin
ima god you a peon, got my squad on they feet
ima god you a peon, got my squad on they feet
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3. |
So much moneys.
01:21
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i got moneys
i got so much moneys that its dummys
i got bees makin honeys
i got motha fukin bunnies (rabbits)
i got bitches i got cash
i got snitches cut like grass
money jars to the bank
talkin gold?
ima bar you's a flake
ima star you so fake
ima bar you's a flake
i got much much much much moneys
i got honeys i got moneys i got honeys i got moneys i got honeys
i got much much much much much much moneys
i got honeys i got moneys i got honeys i got moneys
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4. |
Bruce just got shot.
02:34
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*911 dispatch panic*
im the night light smasher (crush)
walk up in ur room when its dark and ill steal ur mattress (swoop)
dont wnna miss this (nope)
im a wedding crasher turn your wife to a mistress (yeah, oops)
i fuck with business
moneys on my mind like flies on piss shit (bzzz)
thats quick bizz, bread risin fast like bizquick
a young child got my ass kicked as a misfit
*911 dispatch panic*
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5. |
Go 'head cry ft. K-war
04:48
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i dont need your lies go 'head cry
sitting on benches hittin on bitches
suck my richard up ya fucked up my picture up
so mad it got me breakin down fences
stealing hood ornaments off of benzs
holdin ordnance fuck local ordinance
i had the border bent beyond unacceptable
i eat the lord up in my breakfast in a big bowl of vegetables
lights off my desk is full bite off my head and pull
right across my chest until I'm mindless with out a soul
timeless time takes a tole
i listened while u told everything that u had learned
every time u tried to be someone that you really weren't
every time u failed to see everything that u had burned
its never what it planned to be but this is what u fucking earned
and I hope your happy see bitches get what they deserve
livin in a tragedy old emotions gettin stirred
your life now a travesty n I never wish on your return
i dont need your lies go 'head cry
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*priest talking*
ima bring the heata (heat)
but not with the neena (nope)
so get ya cameras out
its bout to get live like springer (jerry)
fuck with us dont dare that
in fact give us your money to
could have you caught up like bear trap
get ya bones broke n get bloody too
im ur nightmares worst enemy (mm hmm)
i get crucial dome (from your girl)
ones to step ahead of me could end up in a funeral home (prone / dead)
on they back with thier whole family crying
dressed in black i aint lying
thats a fact have you tagged up
black body bagged up thats a fact i have you tagged up
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7. |
Ondre Cares Los Angeles, California
I do not rap i just make beats and gab on them.
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