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Five O S Empty Heart

don?t answere the phone and my questions are from outer space you?re fallen into nasty things and i now realize you never knew me I?ll write you a song about my empty heart

On the platinum Yamaha, got the engine gunnin' Throwin' it up like liquor on an empty stomach Y'all don't hear nuttin'? Who that, mac? Nah dawg, that's

and no hear though It's real talk, real breath, make it clear hoe! [Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez] Throw your hood up All my G's represent Turn up your deck

's up now nigga yee-ah L-o-c to the brain and gauge blast equals rest in pain Insane loc so a nigga don't give a fuck It's in the hearts so these rival

'cause I was sprayed I was laid in a shelf, with a grenade Met a wrecked up tech with numbers on his chest that say Five two o nine three eight five

Well I'm done With awkward situation's empty conversations Oohh This is an S.O.S. Don't wanna second guess This is the bottom line It's true I gave

saying? see what I'm saying? It's just the chorus, it's just the chorus It's till infinity, coflow shit, and that's it I rock prisms in different

the T O P I creep I'm putting it down from the M O to the E My nigga Noke Deezy, all about his cheezy It's the Moe-Yo claim pussy got to be greasy Got

stretched into a room filled with "Heart and Soul." This is the way. Step inside and march in the procession of empty hearts. Love has torn us apart. It's