All my friends drowning at sea yeah everyone except for you and me and they'll be at the bottom and they'll be at the bottom an anchor tied to their feet
All my friends drowning at sea yeah everyone except for you and me and they'll be at the bottom and they'll be at the bottom an anchor tied to their
know you heard this all before Let's hear it for Americas suitehearts I must confess, I'm in love with my own sins Let's hear it for Americas suitehearts
I know you've heard this all before Let's hear it for America's Sweethearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins Let's hear it for America
'm the honorable Diddy I taste the dirt in my sweat, that's from the Harlem struggle All in my swagger, that's the reason why I got my hustle I got the
my brain I got a capitalist migraine I gotta get paid tonight, you muthafuckin' right Taking my grip, check my bitch, keep my game tight So many hos on my
my American boy, American boy Would you be my love, my love? Would you be my love, my love? Could you be my love, my love? Would you be my American boy
and you can honour mine. They call you Israeli and they call me an American, I look at you and I don't see a country, I just see my friend, I pray we
real player hatin 'em 'Honey Love' goes platinum and y'all ass come round But y'all don't wanna raise the roof until my shit is goin' down And now you hear my
hear the wind I think a slug went in I'm checkin' my chest, holdin' my head Catchin' my breath, watchin' my back Smokin' this grass, beatin' my dick,
a gamble, and I'ma scramble till my pockets wealthy Fuck what they tell me, I'm all about my biz Bitch, street biz or showbiz, I'ma make y'all know
Heaven in the form of a girl, everybody's sayin' My angel, my sunshine Bless the day that I found Heaven in the form of a girl My best friend, my good
heart disease plays the friend I ran out emotion, my rap style's devotion I got hosts for you Soviet peoples across the ocean My path releases, volcanic
plus 8 in the clip The hustling Harry Potter, shaking the brick Ice in the bracelet give the Matrix a glitch And my car's like a spaceship Got gold in my
just trying to advance my quotes I ain't making you the butt of my jokes But let's not stray from what I came to say To my beloved, think we need sometime
Man Tana Y'all clowns don't wanna fuck around pana Puffin pounds of marijuana wit my entourage Camouflage in the silent fog getting charged so we'll party dark Terror Squad my
