Lyrics:
All's I need is just a little time to get it right
All's I need is just a little time to get it right
All's I need is just a little time to get it
grave!
Now I shall be the sixth man
Who offers you a ring
But this time it's not for love
Just for the bling i know your hand is full
So I guess you gotta
If Only music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
additional music feat Christopher T. McDonough
1994 Jeffrey Robert
Why i feel like adam no eve
You my forbidden apple from the tree
So pretty to look at
But toxic when you eat
We just happy at my demean
Your love get
people gettin lye my niggas is gettin' by
If you can't see we bitches ya jags, we foward ya last
We Diamonds ya glass, we get pussy why'all ass. Give me
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
wey de show we love
And fuck those who spend our money on the slay queens
My elder brother is looking for job
Secof corruption they say make he pay
wait for you to get it
It means so fucking much having your support
For the last four months
You're lowkey a legend
We love your videos
Don't forget us
affiliated with
Cause if you love 'em, how could you have really hated this
All the groundbreakin these hillbilly maders did
Wasn't no room for +Bubba Talk+
falls down her eyes
Like anime to cake
I ate all the bullshit it would take
For him to love me so
But got thrown down the rabbit hole
And now you look for
sets to sea
And the sea will love the land all night
Like a woman loves her lover
The wind will race along the beach
And make the sea cliffs ring
And I
and this shit by the boatload
All these bitches be takin' these photos
I'm like, "Oh no"
We be catchin' them players like Ocho
Yeah
They like, "Tweet Mack
We're killing all our legends
And we're building an obsession with Fake love and fake affection
While we're losing all sensation for The truth and true
gotta do is lay a groove to set the mood
Now girl I wrote this song
Inspired by the love we making all night long
Cause girl I wrote this song
Made
with her friendship
Jewels, DVD, Raheem murdered by Bishop
Paid in full, no disappearance, dealers be switchin'
[?] clip rich then snitch, tellin'
on the blues
Put your hands up for our women that be braver than the truth
(If the world was run by women, the world would be in a better place)
Love all our
a losing game
Twisted by the hands of fate
Half the population trying to make it to the pearly gates
Other half is waiting for their karma to reincarnate
enough to get y'all all invited
Please don't ever put your heart up in it I'm meeting feelings with a awkward silence
One call niggas all was sliding by
colors now I see them for myself
Its support the ones you love but all you do is wish me well
I be sliding by myself like usual[00:50.045]
I be vibing by
on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with
me about it
Well, the whole thing started at three o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I
prison and "The Wire" ain't dope
President is the supplier
Government got all the coke
Wouldn't depend on Noriega if it
Wasn't for no Reagan (Reagan)
While
bearded run these waters
(I know)
I trap clowns leisurely for livin', period
Screaming like they didn't hear me yet
Man I rock New York City all years
come along for the ride
All they wanna do is riot, roundin' up like we're pirates
Slidin' our bodies' together, she grindin' my dick by the end
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