Lyrics:
Is there anyone I can accuse?
What are the odds?
Or do I win or lose?
Oh baby
Please, sir, by the way, sir
May I be excused?
Take my sorrow
mortuary
You're talkin' to an empty box, I'm gettin' away
I'm gettin' away, I'm gettin' away
We pull the drawers off girls who (sly, we fly)
We
Girl I like the way you wine on me
Hold you in my arms while you grind slowly
Treat you right she gone lie for me Chill by my side that's where your
I'm the one who told Kyron you was there
I was hoping that he will kill you
Six months ago a girl died outside a club, she was shot in the back
She
[Chorus]
Let me in the door
You keep sayin' you hear me knockin'
What you standin' there for?
Who I gotta kill or sleep with?
Cause I'm
plans)
You know who I, who I am
And your dude knows I'm the man
I don't think he don't know what to do
What to do, what to do
Have no clue, he don't know
ain't got nothing prove aye, because I make all da rules aye
Who that with the spice on, that's him
Who be shining with no light you know that's him
When
Can you pay my bills
Can you pay my telephone bills
Can you pay my automo-bills
If you did then maybe we could chill
I don't think you do
So, you
and sneak her a kiss
This is supposed to be your girl
But all you do is get this
I think your girl is crazy but she get dissed
Now I'm back to the party
Wit'
The House
Because The Furious Five are Gonna Turn It Out
So Young Ladies If You Think Ya Heard
You Heard Th Best Rap, You Heard The Best Word
This Is True
're smart
But do you know about me?
Is it me? Is it you?
Tell me who
Who's the other girl?
Who's the first? Who's the fool?
Who's the diamond? Who's
always be true)
How I wish my wife could be you
I need a girl who'll ride for me (Keep her self real fly)
Damn near die for me (Staying by my side)
I can't stand
I look to my left and hear
Bonjour
Sorry who are you
I am your new man
Oh I have a boyfriend
Yeah well I really like pie
Oh do you like
drop it down
Like low riders, a little spice in the mix, she had to make me try harder, but I'm down
For the foreplay, my baby forever, I see you like
Hey yo, ain't you the one that was talkin' crazy to me other day on Rain Ear
(Yeah that was me, what you gonna do about it Mix-A-Lot?)
Rushin' up
tactics now. Listen to master of the art, me! What do you think? Are you up to it? I think you are. But I also believe that theres some of you who'll do it
Straight packed club where the hoes be poppin'
Dick all hard, tryin' to shake a li'l sumthin'
Lookin' for the one that'll do me right
Who keep me cummin' all
Boys know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
Girls, you know you'd better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing (my men and my women)
That thing (don't forget about
But I think can still find the will to keep going
Somewhere in my broken heart
So fly, go ahead and fly
Until you find out who you are
I will keep
Just get on the mic, get on the mic, Mike
Let's be real and don't cloud the issue
The rhymes are dope an M.C. you must listen to
People say that
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
influenced by that girl
Dyin' from botched surgeries—what a sad world!
But before the butt job, you was a Spongebob
Suckin' cock for records, captain
Check
uh
At twenty four
I got only a guitar and a dream
A few bucks
And some clothes to my name
A couple of girls who love me
While I dey think about
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