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nautica full gospel - d. bledsoe lyrics

(jane handc*ck)
i dont give a f*ck though
you know that its up though
why you call me fam when you know it ain’t love though?
what you really here fo’?
do you know your purpose?
do you know your plan?
what you really here fo’?

(d.bledsoe)
baby bathe the ape * my wave nautical in that nautica
im d*mn near that boy * go on ask brandy and monica

blow like a harmonica * im herbie on that xylophone
been deprived a lot so now that luxury is what im prove

the optics are intentionally encouraging * this is purposeful
good god i done came up * praise the lord that hes merciful

escargot in a mercialago * baby girl youre better than bravo
damier dameon fly with damier cargo * look like im all*pro

tall so i get a view from the top * bro let me forecast
if you waiting for my movement to stop * brotha your bad

(hook)
ride, ride, ride
high, high, high
roll a little bit * smoke a little one time
ride, ride, ride
high, high, high
roll a little bit * smoke a little one time
(jane handc*ck)
rockin the mic, give me respect
give me my credit ain’t give me that check
my momma still workin so i ain’t on yet
i know some n*ggas that fronted, now they regret
boy im as real as it get
shout out to people who show me love, i ain’t met
im ‘bout to get my respect
i ain’t seen naan b*tch really runnin with me yet
give me high five * eating these beats like its 5 guys
really hate n*ggas that lie, lie
im movin round and im grindin like i got nine lives
yo db, im finna put this on repeat
we from a place where they dont get no second chances
put you to sleep, sleep * and thats how real it is

(hook)
ride, ride, ride
high, high, high
roll a little bit * smoke a little one time
ride, ride, ride
high, high, high
roll a little bit * smoke a little one time

(gizzle mcfly)
it was all good just week ago
police popped my homie a week before
went to the service
job let me go
sayin, i had no more pto
they just gon take every one of us
hashtags replaced with another one
og sayin we shall all overcome
while they steady loadin another gun
i’m just sayin
this sh*t is all really crazy
me & wife tryna have a baby
i’m just guessing
this world gon keep testing me
can’t even trust too many pleasantries
just sitting there think you finessing me
might be blocking my blessings
could teach me a lesson
about my transgressions see
i really don’t give a f*ck
i come from an environment
where death is the only retirement
keep on rolling & fire up
sitting in the clouds with the tires up

(ian kelly)
ride, ride, ride
high, high, high
roll a little bit * smoke a little one time
ride, ride, ride
high, high, high
roll a little bit * smoke a little one time
i was sittin on the moon tryna hop over * got stuck again
maybe i should get a runnin start like aaliyah dust off and try again
dog, i think i might smoke too much, is there any one that does 2 for 10?
stuck in the past, back to the future
had way more than a marty grin
my brothers keeper like ryu & ken
red and blue gon’ try & take my kin
feelin blue with an attitude
now i’m back rollin up once again
ahhhh* can we get a break
man * like a 211
takin’ everything in reach
d*mn im just tryna really eat fam

(hook)
ride, ride, ride
high, high, high
roll a little bit * smoke a little one time
ride, ride, ride
high, high, high
roll a little bit * smoke a little one time

(clif soulo)
lemme share a couple pages from the book
i seen a girl od, had me shook
i seen alotta broken glass , from the crooks
h*lla pain in our face if you look
but iont wanna look
iont wanna feel that pain
iont just wanna cleanse my soul
i just wanna burn this o
big body and i’m movin real slow
but see life ain’t all about what you want
sometimes gotta do what you need
sometimes errybody leave ya side
that’s a sign from god need to talk to me
i talked to him and then i got right
it was h*lla dark and then i found light
we sun babies, this is nothing new
may sound strange but this is all true

(troy llf)
i did it all for the bag, lost in the sauce, i go hard for the bag/ prolly count a hunnit wit my chick/ prolly got a 30 tucked off in the whip/ i don’t do the ga, dusse, 1942 bottles all in the vip/ ball talk never bayless wit the skip/ swear to never go insane bout a b*tch/
i, got it, u need it pull up on the kid/yellow brick road just to come see the wiz/ cl!ckin them heels throw it back for the real/ i don’t like numbers restructured deal/
got it to flip, flipped me a zip/ then off of that flip it got me a whip/ aye, need a rolex on the wrist/ new necklace just to add to the drip/

- d bledsoe lyrics

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