Lyrics:
that you miss me
If you ain't goin send me no pics of that ass and them titties (nah foreal)
I just pulled off the henny
I'm gripping her choking her
Send me your location
Send me your location
Girl I wanna see u tonight
Send me your location
Girl I wanna see u tonight
Let's go on a baecation
By
set free, by Me
You're so close to being set free, by Me
As Power of Attorney, I'm asking for a log of all your calls to me
I've made my position
may bury the bodies
But you can't bury the crimes
Only fools stand up and really lay down their arms
No, not me - not when death lasts forever
all night
Yo! It's about that time for me to go in
Now me I'm a, take my time and I'm a, ease it in
Then I'm a, ram it in and don't you be panickin
show me how to do right
Life gets dark
You lead me to the light
When I am down
You always lift me up
When I am sick
You heal me with your touch
Send
tiny
And you run up behind me trying to get pregnant by me
And in a year, I'll bet you'll be on welfare
Don't cry for help dear, you put yourself
ain't trying to see me eating
Keep the negative cos I don't really need it
I'm all about the peace yeah
I'm trying to get the cheese, yeah
You can keep
held up by your horns
Baby, you've had your way since the day you were born
Send your love and affection in my direction
I'll send it right on back
lying if I told you
I never think about those times
Where I would hold you
Close to me
Close to me
Outside the club
Manhattan Beach
At the airport before
got nines in the bedroom
Glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you
Wanna shoot me while I'm shittin
The lesson from the Smith
And Wessun is
and intoxicating
So why don't you send me your love
Send me your love
Why we waiting by
For an answer from above
Why don't you send me your love
Send me your love
I
Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
Send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Say it
got time for that stuff
She came from upstate but shorty staying in the island
Manhattan
Shit beautiful
Wild how fast it took me to get used to you
Told
Lift me up and hold me down more (ayy just hold me down)
If love ain't here then what you 'round for? (Fuck you 'round for?)
Believin' lies got you
to compare experiences
And they were telling me that when
You walk around in South Africa
You gotta carry this little
Black book with you
Tells everyone
Perhaps Vladivostok
We'll send the folks cables,
Accumulate labels,
Buy souvenirs till we're in hock,
But since we are flat in old Manhattan
Let's
makin' money in Manhattan, trick, what's happenin'?
They try to intellect with indirection just to test you
A rebel 'til my death, it's in my flesh, it's
come
Bout them a monster, send, them, make them come
Send them, send them, send them, make them come
Boy, them gon' flip and make me rise, the bone
Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the
Queen of the Underground and you can send me
Dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the US mail
funny made by me and it's called the Biz Dance
I think the way I do it is so unique
By the way I move my hands, hips, legs and feet
But if you think
they'll fucking know me from Tokyo to Manhattan
Right now they pass and don't give me a second look
But they'll notice when they're singing all my hooks
said I was not free
And wasn't it you who said I needed peace
And now it's you who's floored by fear of it all
And it's alright
Take it out on me
said I was not free
And wasn't it you who said I needed peace
And now it's you who's floored by fear of it all
And it's alright
Take it out on me
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