Lyrics:
pressing me
I know your games
Baby, they're all the same
But I won't complain
Oh you're bad for me but I love it
Kinda piss me off but I like it
Maybe 'cause
Talking with some me
I love your mannerisms, babe
But the way you handle them
Oh, I'm so proud to do you
So attracted to you too
You're so damn good
fail you
How I'm feeling, it ain't no one I can tell it to
Who really love me? I can say a few
Mama, I'm so sorry, I can't save myself
Grandpa, just
a bunch
or think you're bad cause you're buyin' your lunch
By supplyin' the chunks for some guy on the junk
You need to try survivin' for once with a 9 to 5
We swim through rival neighborhoods until we drown, nigga
And we don't need Joe Biden for crack pipes, we got 'em, nigga
I know glass blowers who
live it up
I ain't your average joe to push your buddens
But I'll pump it up
As I'm fuxkin these bands up
I just need a drum kit and a whole lot
pockets fat though, fatter than fat Joe
Yeah its a facto, they in the back row
You a fiasco, my lyrics Van Gough
This ain't your mission, times up you
love so much
But so what, I'm sleazy it's not easy being Joe Smut
With more bucks than you can count, more than what's in your clutch
I could fund
thang (word)
Who ranks the baddest brother, the ones who rule
This title is sought by the coolest fool
Define coolest fool? Easy, the one who needs
thang (word)
Who ranks the baddest brother, the ones who rule
This title is sought by the coolest fool
Define coolest fool? Easy, the one who needs
for so long
Doesn't seem all perfect yeah I know
The main figure in his life was his GI Joe
Of course his parents loved him and I ain't try to push no
until I get it
Call the hustle vintage
Have you ever wanted something so bad?
The sense you missing something you have
Your brother graduated navy flag
side if I need 'em on the dot
Life is a show, you was never in the plot
To me, you toilet paper, so I call you Scott
Call me by my middle name
I don't
After i jump up on that train
I still get pulled by the chains
So much to contain and to gain
I need your love by my side
I really need yourself to ride
I
So Bad (so bad)
And I want her
So bad (so bad)
I like the confidence
Chin up hair down
Just like the goddess's
You need a crown
Baby a shot or two
I'm
hit the road
Day one grooving
Only got a twenty so
How Should we spend it
Headin to Tavuni
But we need a ferry ticket
Dock master says it's ten each
a soldier, put me back in line
You need a rider always by your side
I ain't tryna gas you up
But you're a real trophy, yeah
So explicit when we kissing
Got me
atoning the lost pace
Your blessings belong
I assume that we all have it hard
I assume that you more than you are
Plagued by the concurrent need to breed
own (Own)
Ain't no need for you to do this on your own
Goin through it by yourself no need (No need)
Many mentors help me achieve (Succeed)
Lookin back
pledge allegiance to the 12 gauge Mossberg
I'm that nigga Mr. Sawed-off Leather face got a big gun in your face
Behind that bush and when they roll by
We
me with that bullshit)
(5.56 blue tip Joe hit em wit that pool stick)
Only want a bad hoe
And that's mandatory
Fucking on his bad hoe
Yeah that's
and Dangerous nigga
Oh no
I can see you bout to hate on me
I catch u first bet yo brain gone bleed
Cuz we black and dangerous So dangerous
(Im B.A.D, B.A.D., Im
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
of Monopoly
Take a look at my boy Nate the Mack
By the time he was 12, he had your mother on her back
When you were growing up thinking love notes will get her
.jpg/300px-Jarvis_Cocker_(2012).jpg "Jarvis Cocker")
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