21 lyrics for "They like, "Who in it?" They like, "Who he is?""
Kirisute gomen He who walks the fire breathes Unlike the rest Living by the bloody creed Air of battle tasting stale Reeks of deceit Send the bitter straight to hell In their wretched guts all they want is to feed Unending, covetous hunger known as greed
PlayThey thinkin' I ain't gettin' no money 'cause I never show it I'm tryna run me up a whole dime and I'm goin' for it Fuck I look like takin' chances Fuck this money, go and blow it I'm tryna run it back up, I gotta put mine up Puttin' up the money for lil
PlayIt's a celebration They know who we are by now They know who we are For the ghetto, oh It's time, times like these (Ooh ooh) Champion, the champion (champion, champion) This a celebration, this is levitation Look at how you winning now? This took
PlayYou'd fuck like a whore Your thighs were made for cheeks to graze My lips, your poison They bring you to your knees Breathing and grasping all leads to another messy ending You stupid fucking bitch One, two, three, four (all the things that she said, was
PlayI want Something To Live For Someone to make my life an adventurous dream Someone who'd take my life And make it seem gay as they say it ought to be. Why can't I have love like that brought to me? My eye is watching the noon crowds Searching the
PlayDon't get it fucked up I do this shit for my, I do this shit for my Yesterday was the freshest nigga in America I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh Niggas talkin' bout oh shit I pull up they like oh shit Now look whose talkin', bitch
PlayWhole squad sending prayers up My god, I know where the blessing is Purple drank in my prayer cup Yeah, I'm up, yeah, I'm up, yeah Everybody must know it They ain't think I'd ever go and flex like this Thank God I know where the blessing is (bless up)
PlayI can say it more than once 'Cause I'm thinking twice as fast, yodel-ayde-a Everything I like is nice That's why I try to have it twice, yodel-ayde-a Well, once I saw a bore Who was a social whore, yodel-ayde-a And they said I had a limp And then they
PlayIt's on again, whoah I bet they wonder how I go on, go on I'll simply say it's on again And the night is takin' over And the moonlight gets exposure And the players have been chosen And it seems like fate has spoken When it seems your faith has broken By
PlayAin't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play I sold 'em, ran them bags before an hour hit So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this shit Whole lot of ones
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