Lyrics:
knocking at my door
The a b c's will rap to the core
The one two three's stepping on the dancefloor
Sweet as can be sweet as can be
灵感灵感 stay with me
Sweet
it? ) it's my nigga boz, open up the door
And red nigga, these niggas down to kill nigga
But hold up, the plot gets thicker
He said, jay's a trick ass
better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing checks that my body couldn't cash
One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher
wolf came
Eb cb
Knockin' on door
cb Eb
The big bad wolf said,
cb Eb
“Please let me in!”
cb Eb
“Not by the hairs
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying
he can prove that
He's the one that should take you home
When I'm three doors down sitting by my phone
Why don't you come on over, we can take it slow
there was more to the story than that
'Cause she plays things down but according to that
He went missing one day in the morning he ran
She's doing
Im talking bout fuck all these chains and these diamonds
Who were you when we were surviving off pennies and ramen
2 AM slide with the team by 3 we
riches
Ayo, I'm Murphey Lee the
Schoolboy, the civilized jewel boy
I got not one, two, three, four, five
But six whores
For equality, Vokal, Cammy,
I'm walking around
(I'm doing a poo)
I'm walking down the street
(I'm doing a poo)
I'm walking inside and I think need to poo
(I'm doing a poo, I'm
faster? Can?t you blast her out?
SMOCK
But the woman?s room on Level 4 is only three by three. We wouldn?t want to reduce her to atoms, that would be
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in
I'm just rolling through the 601
And time is flying by
I'm just rolling through the 601
And time is flying by
Got knocked down and took some L's
But
on drink yeah its potent
I just took two hits out the three five now I'm floating
Wonder if you're gonna stay by my side if it go down
Wonder if you're gonna
One
Two
Three
Kick down the door
Open up give me some more
I need way more cash than they see Just keep that on the low
I got to get it
Can't split
taking your one's
Went from copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I down henny till my vision is blurred
Shit I'm only trying to live it
Next thing I know his phone got my addy in route
Sent two three texts
Pull up don't bring no friends
Already know what's next
Top down got me feeling
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house
help me walter Hartright
Is his name
(Another man who is sitting at the back
Overhears her and steps forward he takes
Her by the arm and during the next
better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing checks that my body couldn't cash
Well it was down some street we couldn't even pronounce
We were smoking a little from a half an ounce
Tequila was cheap but the flow we were
Down with us
ELEVcTOR UP
ELEVcTE HER UP
CcN YOU HOLD THE DOOR
PLEcSE
ELEVcTOR UP
ELEVcTE HER UP
Elevator up
SHE BEEN BY YOUR SIDE
Man
ELEVcTE HER UP
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