Lyrics:
timberland
is like puff wit no mase
wait
hold up
wait a minute
what'd u say
back it up
give me space
who dat nicole ray
by the way DJ
betta play all day
make
Yo they call me Young Harlum... not really they call me idiot
I should be kicked out by the people I'm living with
But they're in a little bit
the one you cannot override
My mind ain't perfect but my heart is genuine
She ride on my pony ain't talking Ginuwine
So gone it took some time but I see
I'm so impaired
Yeah she wanna cry
She said Jaylen you cold it's mid July
Girl you tell yo friends our business
Thought this was genuine not Ginuwine
it’s Ginuwine
You can tell that it’s obvious
Bottles get bottomless, shirts get topless
Such a shame, such a shame, but it’s crazy what liquor do
Head
baby you got me sprung baby
Don't have to think about it
All you gotta do
Is think of me: think of Ginuwine
and I'll [echoes] be right there for you
Oooh
vibes because it's so influential
That one song that gets me through the morning
So powerful I make everybody in the car shut up when you play
Your soul
the mix of it they say all live matter
Only because devalued black lives are the factor
The system isn't broken this is all by design
One group is labeled
Ginuwine, Girl I’m tryna get in those jeans
I popped up on the scene and tryna hit the top by any means
Too many times that I went unseen
Nevertheless, I got
Together girl yeah you wishing
But it's for me and you only
No Ginuwine but you gon ride on this pony
Before you I was feeling so lonely
Love my niggas, love
I'm distracted by that view
(damn, that view)
Like all that, boy what you doing
Oh my god, I think I'm about to lose it
(Could It Be)
Listen up, pay
a drug
Fuck a fix nigga fix up
Watch your twitter thread
I'll hang you by that rope
Pen is sharp as shit
Write a hook and cut your throat
You think it's
No glitter can fix her
No glimmer inside, dead for the rest of her life
Haunted by the dreams and woken up by the screams
Every night she says
like Puff wit no Mase
Wait, hold up, wait a minute, what you say
Back it up, give me space, who that, Nicole Ray
By the way, Dj, better play all day,
And these n*ggas stunting jus like actors
It’s for show
Cus They not on that same time by theyself
That’s how I know
See I got time today
Spit a couple rhymes
Just an everyday player, good looks, TATTOOS
Let me explain, theres somethin' different bout you
You judge a book by its cover and you're sure to lose
that?
So I approached her on a different type of vibe
Grown man flow this a different type of rhyme
I'm so anxious and that's real Ginuwine
It's real
know when the winds,
Gonna blow up again/ show up again,
In the sky
We try to write
How to fix the wrongs to rights
Passing by
Moving fast
Will
on the gram You'll get scammed by a Wario
Oldhead busy hating You acting real sorry Bro
My aura to high Build it up like Lucario
I feel like King Julien I'm
follows
I can't fix it
Pieces don't fit into one
Destroyed by a penance to sorrow
Staring back at me
I won't ever be free
Go, go, go
Never be free
pocket they true you go in sight
Unseen got the number at the mall I think her name is Irene
When she walked it had that
Lean something on her back
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
When I spend the money on you
I Can't get a little Bump 'n Grind
It must be another man
Holding your hand (hand)
Please tell me baby (baby)
I will
you moan
Here I am i'm posted
Seen that shit on your close friends
We ain't on no curfew
You told me what's important
Like ginuwine ride like pony
Know
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