100 lyrics for "We all got 'em"
Man, fuck them bitches and them hoes And them niggas pussies, camel toes I got some money on me, and the weed nice My shit won’t ever stop, suck my green light Bitch it’s Carter 4, murder's all she wrote Now it’s fuck everybody, like a Scorpio Still
PlayLooking for a place to happen Making stops along the way, hey I'll put your coat up on the bed We've all been here since, God, who knows? I've got a job, I explore, I follow every little whiff And I want my life to smell like this To find a place, an
PlayI don't care anymore, I don't care anymore I don't care anymore I don't care what you say I got better things to do with my time Well you can tell everyone I'm a down disgrace Drag my name all over the place You can tell everybody 'bout the state I'm in
PlayFeeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets Feeling claustrophobic Like the walls are closing in Hello me, meet the real me And my misfit's way of life
PlayAll eyes on me I need your attention Put your body on me You the one I'm missin' I don't want your love We ain't gotta fake it We both tryna fuck All eyes on ya Ask you how your week been
PlayYou're loud, I'm louder You're weak, I'm power Go ahead and try to paint me red Spin doctor, shit talker I make the rules, you ain't got nothing on me Don't think your straw man means a damn thing to me Sleep walker, fear monger Cause I'm like no one
PlayThrough all the hardship, you know you're a friend of mine The kind that lasts a lifetime Yeah we got friendship 'Cause we got friendship Said what's wrong my old time friend Something's bothering you Tell me what the problem is I'll see what I can do
PlayNow I must die by my own hand 'cause I'm not man enough to live alone. and I'm better off dead now that she's gone. She couldn't stand me anymore so she just took the kids and went. You see, I've got a drinkin' problem, all the money that we had I spent.
PlayOh I got it girl You always come to the parties I got you, girl Oh, I got it, girl With your Louie V. Bag, tats on your arms High heel shoes make you six feet tall Everybody wants you, you can have them all
PlayWe still movin' bass And we still movin' bass And we still movin' See them plaques on a nigga wall Got them records jumpin' off the store Copper tried to knock us off Haters throwin' shots through a niggas door The pop wars, temp rises, a hot boy It's
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