Lyrics:
You see right through
Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You can't see the truth
But it's easier to justify
What's bad is good
And I hate to be
quits
When it's time to walk away
I'm every guilt trip, the baggage you have
But as you gather up all your possessions
If there's anything you have
day then when I get home
I want to spend some time with my man alone
DVD or some BET
Dinner for two, just you and me
Honey's at the gym playing
(See you I go wild, see you I go wild, see you wild)
(Wild, wild, wild) Oh my darling
Every time I see you baby I go wild, go wild
Every time I
train's on time you can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed look at me I'm self-employed
I love to work
and panache
He'll leave you sore like a venereal rash
They tried to catch him, he says, time to dash
He always leaves a party with a wallet full of cash
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
the door so why won't you come,
Why won't you come ?
Blind things should come to an end
I look so ugly in the photographs and
I don't know what time is it
I do not give a fuck (A fuck)
I just played some keys and some strings that I plucked (I plucked)
If you caught slippin' by me that sucks ( That's
I smoke the bombest tree. Boy, I know you mad at me
What the hell you see every time you look at me?
A motherfucking G cruising through the back
Time, run it down now"
I said, "Every minute, every second, every day of my life
I meet you in the mirror
Every time, look at each wrinkle
I know
on mine cause you look so fine
Chances are I done left you in awe
Givin you a little glimpse of my thoughts
You the only thing I see every time I doze off
I
fool, nigga
Every clip we got extended, yellow Perkies look like minions
Put Church's Chicken on you niggas, scrape them boys for half a biscuit
You
settle for you
Settle, settle, settle, I'll settle, settle for you
Just for you
I'd know that look almost anywhere
It's been a while
But I really must
of you, I can't call it my own
And I only talk about you to my microphone
Everything was cool until you went and switched time zones, changing homes
Now
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propelling
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room
the phone down
Aye
I wanna meet you when the sun's down
Aye
Take me right back to the summer time
Aye
I wanna be in your zone now
Aye
Out on your ass it get
passionate love, after crazy fights
Pull you up against me, as I turn off the lights
Every time I look at you
Makes me feel some type of way
Every moment I
magazines
Stomp your DVDs to smithereens
You buy more I'll just X them too
Or I'll be forced to make an ex out o' you
And by that I mean exactly what you
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
magazines or DVDs, we both got
Better things to do
I'll hold your hand
Or shall we dance together
It's just so hard to choose
Every time we hear
when she cries
Not a day that goes by and she doesn't look so nice
Swear to God every time i look into her eyes
Maybe you can call us toxic with all
I can't take you blowin' up my line
Fuckin' up my vibe every night
Look at this back and forth shit
We might have to rewind
We might have
time (whoa)
Pass the licks, I ain't passing time (no)
Cutthroat, we on savage time (cut)
Cutthroat, we on savage time
Look, I'm taking out anyone
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