'll Bunch a fucking know it alls Who's dough is small Look what's it come to Our rapport's good no more We was good before Till I saw what type a dude
Bunch a fucking know it alls Who's dough is small Look what's it come to Our rapport's good no more We was good before Till I saw what type a dude you
I really love thug and gangsta style [Nas] Yo we got chicks in the living room Getting it on and they leaving till 6 in the morning Always for oochie
Ain't Too My Money's Light green And My jordans Light Grey And They Love To See White Now How Much You Tryna Pay Let's Go! [Verse 1:] Today Was A Good
what I'm gon do Hello miss america hey pretty lady Red white and blue flag Wave for me baby I never thought id say this shit Baby I'm good You can keep
a fucking know it alls Who's dough is small Look what's it come to Our rapport's good no more We was good before Till I saw what type a dude you took
I'm gon do Hello miss america hey pretty lady Red white and blue flag Wave for me baby I never thought id say this shit Baby I'm good You can keep ya
ll Bunch a fucking know it alls Who's dough is small Look what's it come to Our rapport's good no more We was good before Till I saw what type a dude
got it? A hundred thousand Take that money (two hundred thousand) and go break bread with ya niggas, man Three hundred thousand, you good, you good And
I soldier cause I run against the seed wodie? Don't nothing truly exist but your dreams wodie and any times I find myself worshiping the morning But
Yo (uh, what, yo, uh-huh) ha, yeah yeah Yeah, eh-heh, alright (mmm, uh, uhhh) Good morning light my fire baby woo; woo, woo! Ohhh-oh-ohhhh, girl you
na cruinne Tha soillse air a' chrun Tha'n diugh air carradh bhuain Nuair a' sgaras an t-slighe Thig sealladh gu duinne Nas soilleir na geallach Nas domhainn