Lyrics:
Like a king bee around a honeysucle vine
Oh Juanita I just can't stand to let you outta my sight
Oh Juanita I dream about you near bout every night
Like a king bee round a honeysuckle vine
Oh, Juanita, I just can't stand to let you out of my sight
Oh, Juanita, I dream about you near bout every night
of Rihanna was the topic of discussion
But before Chris Brown, there was Juanita Bynum’s husband
Now ex, a pastor if I’m not mistaken
You can hate on my
of Rihanna was the topic of discussion
But before Chris Brown, there was Juanita Bynum’s husband
Now ex, a pastor if I’m not mistaken
You can hate on my
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
And being with her is how my time should be spent
I met her in the berries on a Friday night
Dressed in a soft silky dress colour virgin white
I said "hey
Though many say
Nothing is too long
You' right about the nails and hair
I'm not Juanita Bynum
So don't you have me in compare
Hold up wait a minute
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
Glides and Road Kings
Deep in my hindsight
You do it right or don't do it at all
Put that candy paint on it
Ride them twenty-threes homie
Custom seats,
resurrection
Jesus as my source and strength
I call on the Father, yeah, He's my protection
Reading the Word day and night
Convicted inside, He give me
off
By barricades, soldiers and all
Received orders from The King
To let no one enter at all
For all of The King's celebrations
This was protocol
Then
our shadows entwine
In this synthwave city, your hand in mine
As the night fades into electric blue
In this retro future, I'll be with you
Midnight
Man I rap for the King
Sing for the King
Write for the King
Man I do it for the King
I say I rap for the King
Sing for the King
Write for the King
Man I rap for the King
Sing for the King
Write for the King
Man I do it for the King
I say I rap for the King
Sing for the King
Write for the King
the gospel, didn't deceive us
He died for my sins, yeah, He's the sweetest
Reading in secret, don't gotta display
Not living at night, I'm a child of day
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,
I'm not a great communicator but I communicate great things
Surround myself with intelligent queens and great kings
They told me think first
If they
With God's help, we shall
Prevail
And war
Can no longer be confined to the battlefield (It's King Zae!)
Ahem
I am the king, the main
Attraction
luther king, malcolm x, pac back
Biggie with the motuhpiece, jigga with the strategy
Nas with the god son spirit and the lyrics, drsebi healing medicine
Aye yo Ayo gather round
Can I tell you a story
About a youngin with a dream
Just the thoughts from a shorty
Who mostly wanted finer things
And that
what you see on T.V. screen
Late night in the hood and I still hear screams
Momma lost another child from the infra beam and
A son was misguided by
a hundred K I scream YOLO
Young kings, young kings
I be rollin' with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money
back, must have been about half past two in the f'king morning, how
he done it I've no idea. Five thirty, "oh God, gotta have a word with the gov'ner
off the plate all you want but not D (uh)
I fucks with these hoes from a distance
The instant they start to catch feelings
I start to stealin' they
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