Two pints of lean'll have me slurring on my words Undertaker car, triple black drop bird Stomach full of money, so hundreds I'mma burp It's a white girl in town: name is "cocaine" It's some dirty birds in town: Gucci Mane and Waka Flame We flying, we

Feels like my life is ready to blow Me and my love we'll take it slow I hope she knows that I'll love her long I just don't know where the hell I belong She remembers my name How optimism led me astray Two hundred things I took the wrong way But I saw

Igama lami 'nkunzi emnyama (my name is "black bull") Yimi 'nkunzi emnyama (I am "black bull") Ngicitha amasoka (I am the one who tests young men in love) Something in the way she moves In the way she touches me In a way that no one can ever do Something

Obey your master Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream Come crawling faster Your life burns faster Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Taste me you will see

Baby you can call me Baba I was, down But I'm really lit right now A couple drinks in your head You're calling me daddy instead Mommy how that dress fit tight Is it heaven between your thighs She wanna know what's my name

Only bought this dress so you could take it off Only bought this dress so you could take it off, take it off (ha, ha, ha, ha) Say my name and everything just stops Carve your name into my bedpost All of this silence and patience, pining in anticipation

Feel like shovel with dirt thrown side of my name I was so blind, I just couldn't see the hate Forgave all them niggas, I'm still Ray Would have never started rappin' if I knew this shit had came with this Runnin' millions until my legs out Wheelchair

I am the crown of Gallia I am the oak in the nemeton I am the servant of Antumnos’ children I am the will of our Gods Thou shalt know me by my fruits Ambicatus is my name I, high king Sovereign and servant Holder of divine

Her name is Alice (Alice) Alice (Alice) She crawls into to the window Shapes in shadows And even though she is dreaming She's a locked for meaning for you (If I had a world of my own, everything will be nonsense) (Nothing will be what it is, because

Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas Hey, yo whassup? My name is Dre Can I blaze some chronic witchu? Nigga what?