Give me the Lord, give me the Lord, give me the Lord, give me the Lord, give me the Lord, give me the Lord, give me the Lord, give me the Lord.

I'm back in the bitch.

I'm back in the bitch.

What time is it?

What time is it?

I don't know about you.

Peace.

Peace.

Peace.

Peace.

Peace.

I said it in the Cyclops, like throw a bitch ass nigga out of Cyclops.

Three strikes on my high tops, you ain't got no fucking dream in your iPod.

My God, I bet you.

Me and Bray was never cool to us, be glued to the concrete, you ain't moving us.

Yeah, your favorite beverage is the free tail with the mag, cause I know it's offering everywhere.

She let me fuck her on the floor as well.

It's out.

She got here while I got myself.

Thank you.

Thank you.