18 lyrics for "In fact I like it"
Your nobody till somebody kills you Its Bad Boy bitch Scram Jones the Clipse B.I.G. Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions Strictly gun testing, coke measuring Giving pleasure in the Benz-ito Hitting fanny, spendin' chips at Manny's
PlaySo go I know you would not stay It wasn't true, but anyway It's going to take a little time While you're waiting like a factory line I'll fly across the park Backseat on the 79 Wasted days you've come to pass Pollination yellow cab You walk up the stairs
PlayBombastic Love So fantastic Where I'm completley yours and you are mine And It's gonna be exactly like in a movie When we fall in love for the first time I know we're gonna get, know we're gonna get get The fact that you and I should need I am here to
PlaySee when it starts to fall apart Man, it really falls apart Like boots or hearts, oh when they start Forty things we share The fact that we don't care They really fall apart, well fall apart Well I think that there's a problem here Her voice just don't
PlayThey, they talking that That gangsta shit They ain't about that Man, matter of fact Hand me my strap Show me where they at I'll stop 'em from talking like that Yeah, niggas talking all that gangsta shit Acting like my money ain't no good in the hood; you
PlayWhat it do, Coming at you live, it's your boy big Snoop Dogg Got my nephew Soulja Boy in this mothafucker We need you to move like pronto, like expeditiously, Matter fact Soulja Boy, holla at 'em nephew. Pronto, pronto you know it how we ball She dancin'
PlayIt's so cold, it's so cold And it hurts like heaven Still I won't let go You, ooh, ooh Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park Do you ever get the feeling That you're missing the mark? Written up in marker on a factory sign
PlayMatter of fact, I don't even care where you been Bad vibes, get off of me Outta here with that fuckery Treat my goals like property Collect them like Monopoly Won't come if there's not a fee And if they try come stoppin' me
PlayAll this drip on me (Pluto) Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah) Keep it on me like ID (Future) Ain't no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Freebandz) You can't control my temper (facts) I'll take your ho then pimp her (pimp
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