Ali: It's like rockets flaming all around you All my summers come at once TKO Mrs President you've floored me Something inside of me Laid Bare First
bummed out? Are you feeling blue? Well, for that allround summertime high, Try Bows! Bows! beats boredom Bows! beats heartache Bows! beats the blues Bows
out? Are you feeling blue? Well, for that all 'round Summertime high Try Bows Bows, beats boredom Bows, beats heartache, Bows, beats the blues Bows
out? Are you feeling blue? Well, for that allround summertime high, Try Bows! Bows! beats boredom Bows! beats heartache Bows! beats the blues Bows!
ya fuckin' car doors off Switch phone numbers just to piss the whores off Cop a 6 while you bitch about how much the 4's cost The hot spitter is real
Nobody's listening And they don't care. Believe in me You're all cried out like you had asked to be You're all alone, no sympathy Chorus Anymore (x4) She bows
-yella, brought ya game back, my brother never, ever turning back! Back up (back up) [x4] Ya too close to meh! [x8] (Major "Dollar Bill" Banks) Throw them bows
high, 4 as I lean,wit that thang by my side & its toe 16 So fresh & so clean,baby boy comin by down from them bows to tha wheel,blowin dro feelin drilled
, nigga, guya de la boca Lamb toaster, Sam Sosa, business half-owner Rap quote 'll slap you in your hangin' poster You don't wanna throw your 'bows up
with vapor Young nigga getting money, never missing my paper Snakes dwelling in my yard, laying low and waiting I'ma break off the breaker, cause I know they hating Throwing bows
bottle [Chorus] It's a bout to be a what??... GIRLFIGHT We bout to throw them bows We bout to swing them thangs We bout to throw them bows We bout to
[4:30] Mark how our shadow, Mark Movits mom frere One small darkness encloses How gold and purple that shovel there To rags and rubbish disposes Charon
[Currency] These niggas know I'm heavy with the cash flow Cause I'm a CL driver, You still ridin' in ya baby momma's Rav-4 Currency straight, You just
(*gun shots & ambulance*) [Chorus - 4x] Let me see what you working with, working with Let me see what you twerking with, that's my girl [C-Murder]
u get too close In my eyes you wasn't wise I think its time I knuck you ho [Verse 4] I come in da club Shakin my dreads, throwin dem bows And bussin
Remmy, watch me take it ta the hole like Penny I'm simply murderous, nigga don't tempt me Fuckin' spittin' venom 'til my glass empty [Verse 4] Hey yo
run up cuz you knew you would hurt bitch Hold up westside (yeah) where my team work bitch Hollywood Bankhead M.L Kime where we learn bitch [4th Verse