| Black sheep shit
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| Black sheep
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| This shit don’t feel the same its crazy (crazy, damn)
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| Women love it niggas hate it (hate it, damn)
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| I seen the baddest bitches naked (naked, damn)
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| Two at time your nigga made it (made it, damn)
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| Its got my city going crazy (crazy, damn)
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| My niggas hungry but they patient (patient, damn)
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| Bitch wit' me hood but she high maintenance (bitches, damn)
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| I give her sex I make her famous (famous, damn)
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| (Yeah) I’m here to cut out all the fake shit
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| Yeah, its getting hard to find the words
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| I lost my mind I gotta find it first
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| Its hard to find I can’t define
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| I’m far from fine and hard to find
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| I live my life on every line
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| I live my life sometimes it rhymes, yeah (whoo)
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| I put it on the fuckin' line
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| I put it on the fuckin' line, yeah
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| I been workin' overtime
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| I been workin' overtime, yeah (whoo)
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| When I’m back you know the time
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| When I’m back you know the time, yeah (whoo)
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| I brought them things across the line
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| Drop them bags from time to time (whoo)
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| Stash them bags a hunnid times
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| A half a bars a hunnid grams
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| This shit don’t feel the same its crazy (crazy, damn)
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| Women love it niggas hate it (hate it, damn)
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| I seen the baddest bitches naked (naked, damn)
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| Two at time your nigga made it (made it, damn)
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| Its got my city going crazy (crazy, damn)
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| My niggas hungry but they patient (patient, damn)
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| Bitch wit' me hood but she high maintenance (bitches, damn)
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| I give her sex I make her famous (famous, damn)
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| (Yeah) I’m here to cut out all the fake shit
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| Yeah, black sheep nirvana
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| Just me and my daughter
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| Her and her father
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| Make enough money we’ll look like the Carter’s but daddy so wavy we be that
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| regardless
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| (Whoo)
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| Yeah, gods and monsters
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| Guard your mind, it scars your conscious
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| I’m not responsive, barely conscious, yeah (nigga)
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| Faded, yeah, I’m so exhausted, yeah
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| Comme de Garçon on my garments, yeah
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| Still I feel that shit regardless, yeah (nigga)
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| (Oooh)
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| Still I feel that shit regardless, yeah
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| Always after commas-ommas, yeah
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| I know these commas come with karma, yeah (damn)
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| I know these commas come with karma, yeah
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| I put this on my fucking daughter, yeah
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| Black sheep nirvana yeah
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| Black sheep nirvana yeah
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| Black sheep nirvana yeah
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| Black sheep nirvana yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (nigga)
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| (All this stressin' with my…)
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| Yeah, Black sheep nirvana yeah
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| Black sheep nirvana yeah
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| (All this pressure got me stressin')
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| Black sheep nirvana yeah
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| Black sheep nirvana yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (nigga)
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| (I been stressin' with my…)
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| All this pressure got me…
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| All of the pressure got me here stressin' no
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| I needa hit a lick quick bitch (nigga)
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| I needa stretch this dough
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| I needa stretch this dough
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| I needa stretch this dough
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| Or they gon' need stretchers (stretchers)
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| Or they gon' need stretchers yo
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| Or they gon' need stretchers yo
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| I hate my stretchers
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| Wake up to breakfast in bed
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| Wake up and stretch on the bread
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| Can’t count on a bitch
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| Can count all my money instead
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| Could trip off the words that were said
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| Or the word you reneged, yeah
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| I’d rather count money instead
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| I’d rather count money instead
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| I’d rather count money instead (Whoo!)
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| All this pressure got me…
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| I’d rather count money instead
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| I’d rather count money instead
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| I’d rather count money instead
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| Yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Black Sheep Nirvana , by - Sean Leon. Song from the album I Think You've Gone Mad (Or the Sins of the Father), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп