Lyrics:
All I wanna do is lick her clean
Throw her on a table, take over by that label
Show her why they call my moses
And show her my king is able
Give it
teach
I promise to treat your mother like she’s a queen
Promise to keep our fam together cause we built a team
Now your daddy ain’t perfect, not by any
her
I really loved her
More than words could ever show
Yet even though I loved her so
I
I knew I had to let her go
I don't think anyone will ever know
and swirl ( A true treasure by every measure )
Here we go two lovers in the lane
Genetiles become our brain
This is more than lust
Or me trying to bust
This
on that)
I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six, my nigga
(I stand on that)
I'll build my own empire to give to my kids, my nigga
(I stand
they won't meet my demands
I was divorced by a bad man
But it wasn't my fault
His actions had to come to a halt
I know I must stand tall
I must control
don’t come, cuz no one in the world by your side anymore
But I’m in love and loyal to the queen in shining armor
I got the one who I’m fighting for
My
Yea aight
Owweee
1 leaf short
My clover girl
Outta luck
I was up 3
Now I'm sitting
Like a duck
You float by
They be staring
Star struck
Must be glass
Show me their true colors
Man i just start alienate
Wait!! I can't relate
How satan go do stand
For heavens gate
Famile di wait
Make you put food
Inna
off
My man Murray said
"never take your shine off"
Sometimes I go offline to get these lines off
My crown chakra's like a Chi-town opera
Violence,
got the hots for me (She do)
Her friend threw the box to me (She did)
Must be a commodity
Must be a king
Getting cleaned by a queen (Well damn)
We in
a way
To cope by letting her go
Go, By letting her go
Go go go, by letting her go
Letting her go, go, by letting her go
Go go go by letting her go
Go go
that gat
The other queen of MemphisHypnotize Camp we got 2 bumpin' bitches...
In the club posted up
Eight hundred dollar bottles
Sippin' Cris fuck
' 'em, I'ma show 'em
Ya'll can watch the way I throw 'em
Take what I instilled up in my poem
I'ma gonna go in like a surgeon
Urgin' ya'll to cease with
forsake thee
I must do, so must you
Now will you go with me
I will build a home for you
To keep you warm each winter
Lemon lilies at your door
I come from Bed-Stuy
Where niggas either do or they gon' die
Gotta keep the ratchet close by
Someone murdered, nobody seen, nobody heard it
Just
pick up
While u ponder I'm pickin yo queen up
You a actor I'm fuckin yo scene up
U niggas ain't real u must be on film
All of this grass all of this tree
Us We better Wise Up
We Must learn the time and what must be done and Rise Up
A political puppet show pacifies us in our Tombs
While the fate
go blow no be by false (no be by false)
I'm a musician no be for mouth
Just go and try ya luck
Just go and show ya talent
Just bowl down and pray
murderer!
He must be found!
Hounded out by everyone!
Met with hatred everywhere!
No kind word from anyone!
No compassion anywhere!
Christine,
Season)
Go hard
From slap-and-cry you start to die
So I must go harder
Gotta make these bitches know me
Just like Bobby know water
Better yet, like
show, I must go
With my soul by my hand
Where I stand it's my role, it's my soul
It's my show, it's my show
the livest ones
New York, L.A., Atlanta, V.A., Miami, D.C., tell me!
Bon Jour, baby here go my brochure
Give me a phone call, I'll show you
tumbing queen
Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen
Whirling, swirling, never blue
How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do
Silence
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