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over to the house next door
Her teardrops fell like rain that day
When I told Joni what I had to say
Joni, Joni, please don't cry
You'll forget me by
the notion
That he was lower than the dirt in the road
And thou she left him green and warted her evil plan was thwarted
When there chanced to happen by
Yo, I go by the name of Dubious Thoughts
I feel like sometimes, I hide behind my shell
Like I was bound for hell but, I got a story to tell
Cuz my
once again
Teach me all the ways to be a man
Like, walk on the roadside
When holding her hand
And make her cups of tea
Whenever you can
Oh, I wish that I
(What?) what it's gon' be (be)
Fuckin' with a nigga like me (D)
D to the M to the X (X)
Last I heard, y'all niggas was havin' sex (uh) with the same sex
makes me whole.
Look. I’m not saying all hip-hop or all music for that matter is in a funk
And I don’t mean funk in a good way – the Rick James way
I
little stupid little hoe by the waist
Then I grabbed your ass, bring her to my side
I don't really care, cause you get hit with this nine
Came in like
love in so little time
Kinda crazy I get to call you mine
I knew once our hands were intertwined
You were the one I was trying to find
Didn't take much
Remember that bitch I had That little light skined bitch Yea this bitch was a trip You know how she loved to sucked a niggas dick Every once in a while this
was a little self conceided
But i know i just take a song and beat it
And i know that sounds like i'm whacking off
Not in the booth yapping off
I'm in
tissue (nigga)
Or either have a bag on your hip to shit through (ha)
You seen us on the ave, anxious to get you
By my penis is a mag, when I lift, it
them young hitters
Yea we play around with them sticks
Don't correct me when you broke
Broke niggas can't tell me shit
Guess she thought I was just
broke my heart
In Macgillycuddy's Reeks
I saw her on Killarney's shore
One morning in July
When I still thought I was a thorn
Trying to find a side
Fell for the trap was that once
Hustle to get out the slump
Still in the place to become
What I had from the pain turning me numb
All my doors keeping em
What am I becoming? Straight drugging, was a younging chugging
Robitussin zero funding, ain't it something when ya
Nothing plunging, in
Let me take ya back to where it started
We was walkin' home from school when we just started fuckin' talkin'
I still remember the conversation that
tell you I can visualize it all
this couldn't be a dream for too real it all seems;
But it was Just my imagination once again runnin' way with me.
say im tripping
I was catching plays little baby you was tricking
I was broke as a joke bitch you ain't want to listen
Now them hoes on my dick
Because
come and give your brain a IQ test
With my back to the wall that's when I do best
If your knees on the floor
Eyes in the back of ya
Head no hands that
and give your brain a IQ test
With my back to the wall that's when I do best
If your knees on the floor
Eyes in the back of ya
Head no hands that there's
iz
It is what it iz
Oh, oh I see
It is what it was, and what it was is just what's been taught
Handle biz when it's to be done, and I mean rip
I once had a gown, it was almost new,
Oh, the daintiest thing, it was sweet Alice blue,
With little forget-me-nots placed here and there,
When
stuffing
Innocent to criminal
I know that you been bluffing
We are something (are we?) at least I think
Miss it when you blink and the
Keys were by the sink
As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno
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