Interests & Hobbies
Meaning of Life:
Too many broken hearts have fallen in the river
Too many lonely souls have drifted out to sea
You lay your bets and then you pay the price
The things we do for love, the things we do for love
Communication is the problem to the answer
You've got her number and your hand is on the phone
The weather's turned and all the lines are down
The things we do for love, the things we do for love
Like walking in the rain and the snow
When there's nowhere to go
And you're feelin' like a part of you is dying
And you're looking for the answer in her eyes
You think you're gonna break up
Then she says she wants to make up
Ooh you made me love you
Ooh you've got a way
Ooh you had me crawling up the wall
Like walking in the rain and the snow
When there's nowhere to go
And you're feelin' like a part of you is dying
And you're looking for the answer in her eyes
You think you're gonna break up
Then she says she wants to make up
What I Like To Do For Fun:
Hellcat speed racin' (speed racin')
Suck it 'til your knees achin' (knees achin')
Bitch I ain't got no patience (no patience)
I'm finna take a vacation (a vacation)
Saint Laurent jacket, thirty-five thou (yeah)
Cartier shades, twenty-five thou (yeah)
You ready to tell, I can see it in your eyes dawg (yeah)
I ain't got no license but I still drive dawg (yeah)
Two hundred on the dash, real fast, yeah (21, 21)
Project bitch, real ass, yeah (real ass)
On that Glenwood I made a lot of cash, yeah (real cash)
At the bottom, up in Hollow sellin' bags, yeah (real bags)
You niggas got me fucked up, you got me twisted (yeah)
I pull it out the boxers and then she lick it (yeah)
I'm smoking on some moonrock, this shit is sticky (yeah)
That Golden State troopers, I'm finna hit it (skrt)
Craziest Thing I've Ever Done:
Trapping like the narco (narco)
Got dope like Pablo (Pablo)
Cut throat like Pablo (cut throat)
Chop trees with the Draco (Draco)
On the Nawf, got Diego (Diego)
Saying hasta luego (luego)
Muy Bien wrapping kilos (ye)
Snub nose with potatoes
Straight out the jungle (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This real rap, no mumble (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My skin black like mamba (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got stash boxes in Hondas (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Straight out the jungle (oh yeah)
Bricks in the brick house
Use to hit licks and go to ma house (momma)
Straight out the jungle (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Young nigga don't know nothin' now (ya)
Young nigga know too much now (woo)
Bow bow bow, that'll slow 'em down (yeah, yeah)
We pick up the hundos (hundos)
Then drop them off to Huncho (Huncho)
I came from the bando, (bando, beep beep) here go the wide load
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If I Could Be Anywhere Right Now:
On the floors of Tokyo
Or down in London town to go, go
With the record selection
And the mirror's reflection
I'm dancing with myself
When there's no-one else in sight
In the crowded lonely night
Well, I wait so long
For my love vibration
And I'm dancing with myself
Hobbies:
Lil' mama cold supa cold she got me screaming brrr
She going in on them hoes she got me screaming brrr
From her nails to her toes she got me screaming brrr
Yeah she got me screaming brrr yea she got me screaming brrr
We at the mall buying clothes she got me screaming brrr
Soon as I seen her I chose she got me screaming brrr
Gucci bag which she tote she got me screaming brrr
Yeah she got me screaming brrr she so cold I'm screaming brrr
Shorty bad with the bag she got me screaming brrr
Bought to kill me with the swag
The way she walk I just cannot stop looking at her ass
Her [?] painted on her plus she killed them with the bag
Yea she killed them with the bag
Baby cold c-c-cold
Perfect Mate:
This ain't build a bitch (a bitch)
You don't get to pick and choose
Different ass and bigger boobs
If my eyes are brown or blue
This ain't build a bitch (a bitch)
I'm filled with flaws and attitude
So if you need perfect, I'm not built for you (yeah)
Bob the Builder broke my heart
Told me I need fixing
Said that I'm just nuts and bolts
Lot of parts were missing
Curvy like a cursive font
Virgin and a vixen
That's the kind of girl he wants
But he forgot
Perfect Date:
Picture yourself in a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green
Towering over your head
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes
And she's gone
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Ah
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
That grow so incredibly high
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Ah
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile
The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Best Reason to Get to Know Me:
Big, big booty
What you got a big booty
Big, big booty
What you got a big booty
Big, big booty
What you got a big booty
Big, big booty
What you got a big booty
Have you seen her on the dancefloor?
She got the boom, shake the room
That's the lightning and the thunder
You wanna meet her, you wanna touch her
See the light in her eyes
And it starts to make you wonder
All the sexy girls in the party
Go and grab a man
Bring him to the dancefloor
Go and let them jeans
Touch you while you dancing
It's his birthday
Give him what he ask for
Let me show you how to do it