feel feel like the whole world waitin on ya different swag different trill pay for tags different bill perfect smile different grill loui shades they for real same pola different hood black
Fellates me Who hate me? My gun off safety Since a tunnel and escape key My jewelry in HD Silent rage Pristine in my vintage shades I'm not in the winters
way Some say they sold the yay' And know they couldn't get work on Labor Day It ain't that black and white It has an area the shade of gray I'm Westside
niggas' jeans too tight Your colors too bright, your voice too light (That's too far nigga!) I might wear black four years straight I might bring back Versace shades
(Paint the black-hole blacker) The whole truth and nothing but (Paint the black-hole blacker) (Paint the black-hole blacker) Yes (Paint the black-hole blacker
't pushin' no wheels like these My nigga, please, you ain't holdin' no tecks like these My nigga, please, you don't pop open vests like these Uh, pimp strollin' on 'em Black
is right atleast two times a day You could have turned guns into roses like two times today Now there's something you gotta say two times to Jay I got my shades
it like trial, Panatella Dutchy wine in my tall glass, Young Money baby, big shit like a horse ass, Stacks in my backpack, shades on, hat back, Bugatti matte black
once again! breathe easy! i know it's hard to get your breathing... breathe easy! breathe! ok! i put the ice on your.... you're on another level, black shades
Hustle to the ceiling [Verse 2 - Drake] Look You're now fucking with the most requested The young nigga that everybody is so obsessed with That black on black
like a toothpick Line wrapped around the corner boy, too thick G coat, black shades and my black chains And if you wouldn't understand it's a black thing
31st Roll up and cock it and hit them where it hurts Cause if I die today, remember me like John Lennon Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh [Rick Ross] Big black
yo Nelly Let's do this At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' Black tip back count double digit thousand stacks At last I'm literally loungin' Black
and cock it, and hit them niggas where it hurts If I die today, remember me like John Lennon Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh Big black
tryin' I live where the sky ends Yup, you know this Never lyin', truth tella That Rihanna rain just won't let up All black on, black top shades Black
I used to ride up on the hill And look down at the darkened Silhouettes of tall black windowsills And my heart jumped
an unusual kiss It's 5:26 a.m., I've got nothing left that I can say 5:26 a.m., black and white has melted into grey My baby draws the shades as the