Lyrics:
the price of one
I can tell you still want me by the look in your eyes
Going home with me even though you know the â??teeâ??
Satisfaction guaranteed
My name is Kweli and I love to spit it homie
I rap about love and life, ladies get to know me
If you feelin' lonely, I can be your one and only
I put
turn it up yo
(Yo, Cudi, you wanna get in on this?)
Cudi: yeah, It's whatever, man
Asher: I think I got
Somethin' special for you, too
(You want me
bra off my dick would get soft
I thought I had a problem, kept my head inside a pillow screaming
I don't wanna waste no more time
I'm ready to go
me how a young girl such as you
Might be thrilled and overwhelmed by me...
What hotel did you say you are staying at?
Wanna split right away?
Not so
I'm the unsquashable beef I put
It in your rider
That means that every show I be
Layin in your dressing room
Next to the Henney Rock two times 20 cocked
and marry a man!
Who wanna do a shot? (We do)
I'm gonna get fucked up (Me too)
We came for a week, we are kings of the beach,
Spread water on the girls
(nah)
Running through ink like I'm tattooing (yeah)
This is music to be murdered by, you love
Turn the volume up, I am fired up like a blunt
Bread is
Who wanna flip with the acrobatic
From ground zero all the way to attic, what we be smokin, Tical
The resevoir is now open
I swim the English
at I and I can't stand it
Wanna be down with the Day-Glo
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
"I got a funky
winnin')
See the igloo in my mouth when I be grinnin' (I be grinnin'), yeah
Hunnid bands in my pocket, it's on me
Hunnid deep when I roll like the army
and I mean I'm buck wild
When it's on I be heated like a hot comb
Like I said in the first, zone
Accident prone but these niggas don't wanna flex
Wit
em in a early grave
Light em up like birthday cake
I know these motherfuckers fake
To them i cant relate
I dont know how i create (them)
Ya'll wanna be
wonder how they fit in that bra
We in the front seat, splittin' cigars, I'm on my job
So you handcuffin' ho' ass niggaz, be on your guard
Especially
tina
I don't wanna feel the vibe that you don't need me
I don't wanna feel you don't wanna be near me
Suddenly a breeze comin over me
I don't wanna feel
burnt out like Bra Man
I use too slide in the doors like I'm Bra Man
Don't need that scope
Put the yop too your throat man
Keep asking for questions
She smiled, by knowin' her butt I wanna bore
I said, "Can I have a kiss now instead of in front of your front door"
(Uhh, mmm, oh yeah)
Although
right ma
As child of the sixties
All along the watchtower
I can't bet they gonna miss me
I'm only bleeding
Every grain in me
Fans if not for you
There be
doin' your job
But you're gettin on my nerves, just like Bob
Every time I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin' brothers what to do
You lock me up
with something so I escpape this or
Handcuffed fuck that I ain't better take shit
I rather be carried by a six feet judged by twelve, get in that cell
your odds
Y’all dudes lames and names
Equal out to frauds
Y’all ain’t men, you bitch
Better get your bras
So you could hate, I really ain’t concerned
Say
(Glorious creatures of our future, to be induced by genetic manipulation)
A number one said he wins fight
A number two said "It's a Saturday night"
Protected by Viper
When I rock the hoop yo, you'd better decipher
In other words you'd better make a funky decision (whoo)
'cause I'm a be a Shaq knife,
Now you taking off your panties and your bra
Said you wanna fuck don't be wasting time
Take it off for the kid bitch open wide
I know you love it when
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