Lyrics:
that she loved me, I don't think so (think so)
Move your lil' body, wanna beat slow (uh)
And every time I hit it, I go beast mode
It's like I
the seventies ended
I was sixteen when my license got suspended
I'm on time with a dope organ beat
On stage I like chicks that stain seats
You think your slick
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
This here piece of the pie
Is not dessert but the course that we dine
And three out of every darn time
The effect is "Mmmm" when a daisy grows in your
every line
A thrill divine
Down my spine.
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is bad,
But I got a notion
I
every line
A thrill divine
Down my spine.
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is bad,
But I got a notion
I
it seriously or you can think it's funny
By '87, I was on my own, started Dangerous Music
And I made the song "These are the tales, the freaky tales"
This rapper be like
"I need to stop talking only about me. how are u doing?"
Like they doing a favor
And start to get rumors from every roomer
you know that i'm an outlier
What you think, I'm boutta waste my time?
Call it by design or desire
Ima be fine
Yeah
Woah now, you ain't bout that shit
I think I'm back in control(every time I'm back in control)
Something gets a hold of my soul
And I'll be beggin for more of you
More of you
I
connection
Roses wilt lose transmission
Conversations start with what we love and that was music fuck
Sweet dreams are made of these
And every time I go
died in Iraq
Five hundred and nine died in Chicago
I arrived on the day Fred Hampton died
Uh, real niggas just multiply
And they say by twenty-one
love, baby that's a fact
But you can rent some love with a couple stacks
Man I gotta lease nothin', I own one
And every time I hit, she say it's a home
If it gets the funds for your foundation
Every time I start to feel defensive
I remember vinyl is expensive!
Maybe one!
Dot by dot, building up
If it gets the funds for your foundation
Every time I start to feel defensive
I remember vinyl is expensive!
Maybe one!
Dot by dot, building up
time (one time)
They think I give down to the young guy
Won't be a nightstick
If one of my sons rise
On point, your lace untied
I can't even trust
the sh-, bi-
To think it was you at one time I worshiped, sh-
Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you better go
to think you was the shit, bitch
To think it was you at one time I worshiped, shit
Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?
Not this
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
That she hopes we're friends still, by the time we're 30
I acted in humility, she left cause of curfew
I was gonna say, Ciara, no one deserves you
You
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