too well I love the smell of dirty laundry, as you throw me out of your hotel One, two, three, four I'll be knocking at your door Things in two's don
while with my crazy flow I was born and raised in ramulous that's where I first learned how to bust this song is making history cuz it's real, it's all
boys, we do big things, born in this county of kings I ain't got shit, I spread things, take things Fuck whenever my mood swings, from the summer for
I got a fetish for boys that's pushing them nice toys A fetish for dem boys that's fresher than altoids I got a thing for a dude in a fresh pair of Mauris
: No ceilings... O o ok, I got this chrome on this bugatti I'm strong in this bugatti 2 v8s ain't no such thing as driving calm in this bugatti Bitch
be like Q-tip 'cause they breathin' stop Believe or not, the ki's ten G's (??) Until I die I pullin' ego that be's the block And he's so hot that four
: I can dim the lights And sing you songs full of sad things We can do the tango just for two I can serenade and gently play On your heart strings Be
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raw Watching porno's on the iPad, thats really raw Lamourghini's with the wide baggage, really raw [Tyga] It's that raw from the crippers, pyru's and
Buy a hundered k i don't wanna play Young Dro rides hard in the summer day Sellin dope, it'd be giant in my mama's day Bad hoes get treated like runaways
a hustler, I gotta beautiful grind (I know) An I can take ya niggaz back to the gentlemen's club You can catch me upstairs I'm such a gentlemen's thug
we flip, let's all flip together 'Cause I'm prepared, kid, for rough weather And we gotta realize, the boys on the east side You call 'em S-A's, I call
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really raw AK's you can't tuck it, thats really raw Watching porno's on the iPad, thats really raw Lamourghini's with the wide baggage, really raw [Tyga] It's
between "Death is Certain," and "Rock City" But along that way, I manage to find my independence So that's where we at right now Royce Da 5'9", "Independent's
correctly it was the middle of spring Walkin' with my boys, contemplating what summer will bring We started talkin' about girls and it was the funniest thing
a pre-(?) agreement in the cement jungle Kill each other over money and white boys for fun [Female Singer] Don't come my way Hawks feel the day Things
We big boys, we do big things, born in this county of kings I ain't got shit, I spread things, take things Fuck whenever my mood swings, from the summer
