to fend for myself whenever Pops left A good kid turnin' into a hood prospect, why? [Stack Bundles] If so

it With the snub on some Ying Yang shit, you won't hear it (Nigga!) [Stack Bundles] Yo...listen I got

(Ya Heard Me) [Chorus 2X: Stack Bundles] Look Weatherman with that money I make it rain on 'em

THIS DOOOOOOOOOOUGH..... CAUSE WE THEM NIGGAZ YOU LOVING! [Stack] If trap is the way out then y'all niggaz stuck

I'm reaching out, I'm reaching out, I'm reaching out to get to you. (Yeah!) Sweet heart, Here's the sweet part, It's 5am, And your lips are still

She wore a pink sweater I'd never seen her like this before Then we kissed and I cut myself open And I never ever loved another like this It was

Oh sweet emergency, Where do I know you're face from? This didactic poetry could kill us all. And my prerogative is simple: To wash away the winter

Please gather around brothers and sisters Please lend me your hearts and your tongues Because I taste so nice Please take my advice Die young Well

I'm an explosion A little off-set She's a commosion tastes like chocolate Lips like a vampire. A chery cola Hips like a dirty little rock 'n'

I don't know why you're so perfect But sometimes it's not enough And I promise you softly, madly, deeply You will love me when we touch And all my