Lyrics:
and spice and everything nice wasn't made for only girls
GI Joe in panty hose is making room for the one and only
King for a day, princess by dawn
King for
sprite
Ye ye
Sippin on dirty sprite
I'm Sippin on dirty sprite
Put him up like a kite
Pussy nigga know I don't fight
Ye ye
4TG it's on sight better not
of a spurt
Nowhere to run/nowhere to hide
Hahahahahahahaha
1 2 3 4 more years gone by
1 2 3 4 how many more til I die
Til I die
Uh, til I die
Uh, til I die
selling flowers but couldn’t walk properly or work hard she immediately asked to help out.
The lady asked for her age and she said “I’m 16” she then asked
of God, there's no age restriction
Being nice never made man money
You pay to go to the church, there's no paid religion
I'm not being funny
If you was
seen
Before the age of just nineteen
And through the haze
She brought light
I like to squeeze her very tight
I couldn’t ask for more and she
Comes in
me
I'm tougher, than concrete
Hear it in the way that I breathe, that I sing
Surrounded by kings and queens and IV's
Six letter word I don't know
bae I'ma slide
She ate the beef and waited
For the hot mayo inside
My cock get dry she stop by, can't go inside
'Cause my other chick in the
Crib
where white folks ain't want us to eat
At the tender age of six she was arrested for the sit-ins
And with that in my blood I was born to be different
be talkin' shit like you the Jakes
4-5 pass shoot the Wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the Wraith, aye
Do a drive by hit the snake
I'm just tryna get
from is bitch chasing
If you work with me you know got a big placement
DaDa got the Freddy fit I always been Jason
I was raised by real G's that's a rat
smoke
If we playing it by ear I’m a rock it like a boat
How times I got you cumming? you say 4, 5
Try to hide it I’m a find it you goldmine
Girl I want
I'm outta time and
All I got is four minutes (freaky, freaky), four minutes aye
I'm outta time and
All I got is four minutes (freaky, freaky),
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So
Now I see, my side is so much brighter
For too long, I know
I have been blinded by love, for too long
A runner, but a fighter
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south?
One time
[Chorus]
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Over
in this game only for my daughter
Ima bring it back like
Richie porter break all
The work down and wrap in foil
I ain't no runner up my team
Been
age
Exhausted of this old one like football players on two days
If you want envision make it elaborate make it certain
Evaporate evacuate hatred and all
and spice and everything nice
Wasn't made for only girls
GI Joe in panty hose is making room
For the one and only
King for a day, princess by dawn
King
be back by the summer
Outside, won't be in for supper
I told her, "Eat me," now she a sucker
My outfit cost me a fours of Yola, could've put that
pound, punks
Yeah, you runners, beware of Hammer
The funky headhunter
Bust 'em in the back of they head
For those lies that I know that they said
Bust
Trapped in lotterys , like why the hell are you stalking me?
Jay walking, paid for talking by the time you wake up
I will own a maze, youll be amazed to see
four walls
Life's been up and down like a seesaw
I've got two kids that I need to see more
An it makes me feel bad
Me little girl calls me by my first
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