Lyrics:
See her see her
Baby I haven't seen anywhere else
See her see her
Baby who's ripen so well
See her see her
Baby who's filled with Igbo
She knows her
The winding road, the gentle rain
I feel a cold mist on my face
The fields are bare, but in due time
soon the fruit will ripen on the vine
I'm not a prophet
The writings just righteous
I'm trynna ripen up my pen
Setting the bar by building a bar
I'm trynna fill Rikers with my shit
Kinda
Ungh
Real, yeah
Da, da, da
Yeah
You need to chill
Ripen and running in heels
'Bout time that I be yo' steal
Now how does it feel
When you had
Hit me right in the sweet spot
I'm coming undone
Losing myself with you
Hit me right in the sweet spot
Oh tip of my tongue
Ripen baby sweeten
need
My Ethylene
For the King
I need you girl
Help ripen me for
Heaven babe be my ethylene
For the Queen
I choose you to
Be mine for my whole life
I'll
scrolling on feeds
Glad to know me and em ain't acquainted I'm finding inner peace in chopping beats
Or rapping exploring a niche (As the fruit ripens
Sprouting suns and ageless daughters
Don't you know, don't you know
That those watermelon smiles
Just can't ripen underwater
Just can't ripen underwater
Sprouting suns and ageless daughters
Don't you know, don't you know
That those watermelon smiles
Just can't ripen underwater
Just can't ripen underwater
of the season
Ready to ripen, at the right time
Not just something to say or something to write
But a chorus that angels sang over and over tonight
Her beauty
be scared cos
A flower dies
The fruit ripens
The seed opens
Over again
Live in misery
Dream the fantasy
You are so far away
Can't control myself
I
In morning meditation
Upon your soul
Where in your nature
I'll ripen then spoil
Become life in the soil
Feed a seed in the ground
A green little
Why keep close watch on the hour
Time is an illusion
Winding a swift power
Each day while shadows dance
Slow across a meadow
Fruit ripens on the vine
I come alive
Please honey
Do your worst, ain't nothing new
Fruit won't you bloom and ripen with the mood
Please honey, do your jivin', ain't my
of Eden
And the apples will ripen
So that Adam and Eve could
Make their own apple cider
It’s alive at first step
I’m a goner for you
You are easy
The season before grapes ripen,
His eyes make their way to your mouth.
cnd now the shadow of clouds on cursive pages.
You were so inviting, partially
Moonshine flowing rich down the road
Living life, gentle soar, an angel's dream
Kiss me sweetheart, or just flow away
Our memories they ripen like
heads - that's where it dwells
Our hearts - that's where it ripens
Our hopes - that's where it reigns
You'd better never antagonize the horn
We wish
Amm vissut e cos bell
Senza ce fa 'na stori
Se c ripens è n'emozion
Me fa chiagnr o'cor
Me sta venenn a pelle d'oc
Me par a ier
Me sta venenn
and pulls me from this drunken crowd
We go downtown
Well the fruit it slowly ripens till it's bursting through its seams
Feels funny to acknowledge you commit
line is a vice of shooters
Hyper life movements
Lines of land cruisers
Ripen the enemy
Ripen the enemy
don't share these thoughts in my head
Yeah, I made a song called 'Thoughts in My Head'
But they couldn't ripen, so they rot in my head
They rot in my
sounds so sweet
Desperate for golden days
That just ripen with age
Yet exist in an instantaneous exchange
But we can't feel another's pain
Please get us
won't change
It won't help numbing the band keeps drumming
And ripens with old age
So go to bed and pray tomorrow
Is the day you'll come back humming
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