he will give me strength To carry forward the gift of song in his good faith In his good faith... I'm going back to basics To where it all began I'm
you had planed for me Fancy clothes and fancy cars We go that far but turned to misery When you don't go Basic instinct Basic instinct But you basic instinct Basic
and make it extreme Navy, weak as hell Only blocks that you saw are the ones with the letters that teach you to spell So [Chorus] (You, you, you) Basic
: You're not a fucking rebel There's nothing left to prove You don't know what you got into You're just another face better seen on someone else You
before it shoot my cock And see basically them trick bitches get no dap (word) And see basically Redman album is no joke (word) And see basically I
: So... you think you're untouchable?" [Chorus: John Cena - scratched by DJ Chaos] Word life! This is basic thuganomics This is ba-basic thugamoics
After tonight, tonight, tonight I'mma be your favorite (Oh, yeah) All night, all night, all night, all night I'mma be the one chasin', haa I'mma get
I've been gone for too long Think it's time I bring it back I've been gone for too long Now it's time I take it back, back Yeah, yeah you like it when
INTRO hey hey hey hey hey hey hey yulp hey hey hey hey hey hey hey yulp VERSE 1 he be on that hush yea thats that kush keep it on the low and he knows
love my shit when (I pretty girl swag (4x)) Boys on my shit when I pretty girl swag Boys love my shit when I pretty girl swag [Outra] Aye Basic Instinct
Ciara Uh-huh Ciara Uh-huh Catch me in the mall, you know I buy it out G5 plane, yeah, I fly it out Lud's in the back look like Lex in them 28's And,
Oh, this fuckin' kid, yo, can't deny it Don't get it twist, get it fixed Yo Dunn straight up, yo this is how we do Straight up Let me start from the
I just wish I had extra, extra everything Now I, I just wanna be wherever you are And I will love you, baby, sun or rain And I just wanna let you know
Basically Basically Basically Whoo, hah, ohah Wooh, aw shit Hey dudes, my interludes more fatter than most niggaz LP's So don't sell me to stale cheese
[verse 1] she was light, bright, damn near white wit them ; chinese eyes and big gurl thighs and it was ; so many rumors and so many lies about my so
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[Yo Gotti:] Hustlas And Gangstas Dont You Pout Block Burna's Keep The Work In The Drought Keep You A Big Gun To Hold You Down And Deal With A Nigga If
(Come on and get up...oh...party...yeah) [Repeated in background throughout song] [Yo Gotti speaking with ad-libs] This ya boy Yo Gotti Street Tunes
