Lyrics:
legendary pimp (pimp) by the name of Fresh
Fix hair, fix nails, fix toes, fix breast
But one chick super sick, make every nigga grab his stick
Heart pound
Sometimes cats be sleepin' on the dead end
Drivin' with the car runnin' blinded
Ain't no love in the hood only hearts torn
Love letters to the innocent
Any little fish can swim
Any little bird can fly
Any little dog or any little cat
Can do a bit of this and just bit of that
Any little horse can
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for "Other", P is for "People"
And a cat jumps out from under a van
Runs down a side road you somehow failed to see
All the hundreds of times you've been up and down this street
belongs
The teeth of the Cheshire cat fade into the night sky, though the reader knows he is still
Waiting to feast in the darkness
Where there is no love
lie so I know
What he's thinking
There's dogs, cats, snakes
And gorillas i know this
I know my intention
My hearts the purest
Lost communication
That
off the raindrops caught in the corners of your smile
Fall into my blue, my skin is your driftwood to keep you afloat
Your cat, my mouse, your hide, my
[Chorus]
Realizing livin life for me, always gettin into trouble
Cuz, im so fly
Im on a whole nother level
Left the block, and now im smiling countin
Mephistopheles, bringing swords of Damocles
Secret service keep a close watch as if my name was Kennedy
Abstract raps simple with a street format
Gaze into the sky
dumping a body you can tell by the shape of the tarp,
While they're begging for help, stop it you're breaking my heart
[Swann]
Eh yo im from a different
putting up?
I'm a good soul, good heart getting teached up by this cruel system
Fuck these ungrateful, unthankful hoes, why should I miss 'em?
They fucked
the club I had to go get her
Walk into Prada when I'm in Atlanta I got it tucked in the Louis V leather
I got the GG I got the BB I got the FeFe I got
the album cover, Heart went cold, I got it stitched
Like between me and you, I don't know what else to do
This my second mixtape, I hope they tune into my
City light, got me buggin and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with
Once I was happy but now I'm forlorn
Like an old coat that is tattered and torn
Left in this wide world to weep and to mourn
Betrayed by a maid
with you
Yeah, I wanna explore that
And take you to the store that
The rich and famous shop at
Kick back relax you are with a top cat
If I was in a tax I
One night long ago by the light of the moon
An old music master sat composing a tune
His spirit was soaring and his heart full of joy
When right
Sometimes cats be sleepin' on the dead end
Drivin' with the car runnin' blinded
Ain't no love in the hood only hearts torn
Love letters to the innocent
a flock of animals like Little Bo Peep
By becoming a best selling author I can eat
My third book still isn't published for the love of Pete
Science fiction
everytime you speak
Got me blinded by those lies you left
Now you're back and we're on repeat
Make me step into that hole you left
Cover me in the taste of my
pick and choose its up to you to play by your own rules
Bad boys bad girls what you gonna do
When they come and disrespect you
Only give them proof
Left
and the desert has sand
While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land
While there's a wind and the stars and the rainbow
Till the mountains crumble into
you
Who put their heart in everything they do
But when I'd seen you at the last house show
I was trying to blend in with the background tho
Oh, Suzanne
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