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Praying I make it home for my finish
I'm tryna walk thru a Jamaican Slum Village, smelling like Tea Tree (T3)
Gold all on my body, no C-3P
Oh but I see

smile and said
I'm glad we have the same taste
I said I know right
If you didn't, we might not be a thing
I love sippin' chai tea
With you across from me

crying out for more
Oh Christmas, Oh Christmas
Full of turkey by the fire
Let the reindeer now retire

You fill me warmth just like a cocoa
My heart, it

page I'm showboating
I'm focused yeah I'm chosen
I'm cocoa yeah high dosage
I'm movin' like the bosses
She can't get up off this
Your loss if you lost me

I wanna be your hot cocoa treat
Boy, I'll make you melt with ease
I wanna be your hot cocoa dream

Baby hold me close, it's the perfect night
I

them sexy brown eyes
Similar to the sunrise
I'm tryna watch the sunrise with you
Raise a son right but not right now
I could be the one for you if I

you realize  
You turned everything all around?

How we love waking up to the sun in Nakano
Smelling coffee but drinking hot tea and hot cocoa
Fogging

opened up by my key
Time's running out, it's emergency, girl
Let me revive you, bring you back to life
You've been lonely, that's not your style
I can make

opened up by my key
Time's running out, it's emergency, girl
Let me revive you, bring you back to life
You've been lonely, that's not your style
I can make

They sayin I'm too arrogant
Really tho I get it from my baby with the fairer skin
Got one better, cherish it
If not then imma air this bitch out
You 1

to make a verse
Her fine ass got me so immersed
Hope she not a rental
Cuz niggas so damn alert yeah

Ohhh yeah lets go
If you lookin like her darlin hit me

The Gas Face

3rd Bass

Rap: On the Lighter Tip

1992

or no rabbit from my hat 
Never a magician if I ever tricked 'em 
"Oh shit!" Another Gas Face victim 

There it is, yo fellas man 
Why don't you step

exercise do
If it's an issue I pistol whip you
Keep lettin' the pistol hit you
'Til them people wit' you
Can't recognize you
Some guys try not to die
But

jumpin' 'round on
This stage performin' circus tricks
But I ain't wit' the circus
Shit I'm merkin' shit
It's not a personal if every person know
You ain't

wrong
aren't u alone tonight
u got it goin on
ur everything I like
and I'm not tryna bother u
but if u don't mind
can I keep u company
baby can I keep u

up touching bread like a toaster
Hanging wit' Rico, my nigga go loco
I fuck wit doggy not talking 'bout Cocoa
That's the name of my dog if you niggas

up by death's broom
And that your sun would set soon
Death broke into our house
And stole my tongue
It robbed you of your ears
The house is quiet
Our

and horny
See the money make my dick like a taxidermy
See the profit Off taxes ask tax attorneys
Ask me if it's twenty eight I'm taxing thirty
Out of all

the wayside
I'm liking the vibe
I want this for life
Don't you let me fall by the wayside
Cocoa butter kisses from my misses i'ma miss it
If she ever misplace

Tea, drink, drink
And that's The Real Tea, drink, drink
You can spend a lifetime never being satisfied
Don't let it pass you by
And that's The Real Tea

Gah damn
Yeah I need you
These bitches tofu
I need that soul food
Oh wow
Yeah you spicy
Where’s my iced tea?
Dat pussy pricey
Gah damn
Yeah I need

Good ONE, this 1NE good ONE, this 1NE
Dodo, dah
I just poured the lean up by the litre, ok
I spilled the tea and bought some new machine
I fucked

Something for the touts, the nuns
The grocery clerks and you

We have everything and we have nothing
And some men do it in churches
And some men do

blokes totting ye pokes me bruvs smack yuh silly
We the committee claim worth of the witty getting giddy at the ditty of a titty

Oi bruv
No it's not tea