Lyrics:
Ling: Gonna drive my love inside you
etc.
Senator Hollings: It's outrageous filth
Senator Hollings: It's outrageous filth
Rev. Jeff Ling: Come with
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
her limit as long as I'm blue
Miss, you've never thought of me as someone you could love
But your spoiled mind surely loves being loved
Sex with Jeff
Hmm, this is my brother
Yeah this is
My rules, my rules, my rules, my rules, my-
(Yeah) I like the way you work it
Never met an angel that was
want?
Hey, there ain't a thing I wouldn't do for my mama in this world
'Cause you know I ain't mad at cha, you're just a little girl
See mama's just
'round midnight
Jeff Buckley singing that Cohen song
You tied me to your kitchen chair
You broke my throne you cut my hair
God only knows where i'd be
(I
Quite fine my darling and how are you
Well I'm doing quite fine but I'm kind of upset
Because I heard a little something I could not forget
What's that?
I
Jeff Buckley sounding by
You have stolen the last piece of my heart
I'll write in midi the leitmotif we have
And when the leaves start to fall
My timing's impeccable, sharp like a razorblade
And you look dissectible
I've been on my mind for days
Cause homie we've been in the grind for years
we been right here, thinkin' 'bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you
, Mama
Mama Africa
Ahan yeah
There's a question that's been on my mind
You are the richest of all the lands
But you are enslaved by so many hands
Dear Mama, I know you told me to stay out of that drama
And I know you want to see me living proper
I'm just doing this for you and all my partners
stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for a chopper
Permit, don't need permission from a doctor
I been smokin' since
rolling through the night
I been working so you know that I've been short on time
That mean no tripping when i say i got shit on my mind
Yeah girl you
in hand
Mama told me not to be a punk
Fuck what you talkin' about, coward
What you niggas want? (hey)
There ain't a thing I wouldn't do
For my Mama in
stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for a chopper
Permit, don't need permission from a doctor
I been smokin' since
you peeped
I just be blowing the tree
I knock em' down by the three
Heard that she charged you a fee
It's not a guarantee, if you taking that plee
My
Cousin...
Verse 1
I was chilling with my brother like the other day molly and Percs his been on the run way. Told me that his baby mama run away fine
everyday
Been through a lot of years, oh my days
Wogb3 j3k3, wogb3 j3k3 aye!
I say nobody dey love you but yourself (ya! ya!)
So we keep it grinding
put that on reverend
Been a grown man since age 11 (11)
Mind on the guap since 7 (7)
Rest in peace to my homie Kevin
I admit it, I admit, I admit
to change your mind and to make you dance
To this lyrical miracle this musical discovery
But yo I wanna chill for a second yo Jeff, cover me
It's like
Murder The beats but I took it to trial
I haven't been feelin' so good in a while
I'm chasin' my dreams I ain't chasin'no clouts "chase"
When you think
to change your mind and to make you dance
To this lyrical miracle this musical discovery
But yo I wanna chill for a second yo Jeff, cover me
It's like
raised by the streets
And then the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my mama
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