Lyrics:
burn it down to flame
Roll up in my car, don't stop, won't stop
I'ma keep in rockin' til the clock don't tock
I'ma keep it hot, light my ass on fire
burn it down to flame
Roll up in my car, don't stop, won't stop
I'ma keep in rockin' til the clock don't tock
I'ma keep it hot, light my ass on fire
that to the list of name drops
So many dreams now I write while lounging
The same topic in my mind and I'm silent frowning
It don't matter that they
buyin' 'em drinks
Walk around, lookin' like our shit don't stink
Ice by my neck so bright, watch 'em blink
Okay, now I got me a clear view
I like it when
Missy Elliot
" Ugly "
Hey boy, I dont mean to be rude
But the way you comin on
Made me catch an attitude
You wanna know, 'What the deal?'
want, don't talk, don't touch
Unless you got a bank account that make my face blush
Now shush, in my bush
And I can give you what you want, make
need to hurry
I’m always late I hate to be early
Pretty face and my body curvy
I Know my shit guess ima lil nerdy
Mama in the the kitchen whipping up
in a Benz
We them ill creators, yes
I'm a friend, what? (What)
I come back into my flow
And people just don't know
They hate the way that I hee
They
(She likes) She's my a-z
If you please girl take the lead
Need the ball and chain to make me feel free
Gone be alright now she likes me
(She likes)
my man alone)
Callin' him on the phone
Don't hate a girl, 'cause they too slick
They smile in my face, all on my man's (ohh...ficky ficky)
You
my man alone)
Callin' him on the phone
Don't hate a girl, cuz they too slick
They smile in my face, all on my man's (oh ficky ficky)
You don't
Jack City
Set it off with the eighty-fity
Y'all missin' the buck, what the fuck?
Bump Biggie in the trunk and the buck to my thorough b-
Lemme see ya
fathered me
I tell you, mothered by Lauryn
Erykah B, feeling like I'm Missy Elli I get on the beat
You know I freak with melodies, energies too
Climbing
the worst,
Emptied out by a single word
There is a hollow in me now
So I put my faith in something unknown
I'm living on such sweet nothing
But I'm
Uhn
P.H.A.T. Kidz love cake
Yo we pretty in the face
And we thick in the waist
Don't worry bouta skinny bitch
They gon' hate
Blood pressure never
on his mind as he whistles
Don't gotta tell my mother I love her, I'm out the picture
Always on some other shit, in my face tripping
When we ain't talking
Hounds, from G-Town we don't mess around
Come get that ass straight Chopped Down
[Kangol Slim]
Nigga I draws heat, just like a Deserted Eagle travelin' in
Minutes turned to days, and it all seemed like a phase
Stuck in time, sun don’t shine, such a bitter summer daze
I BELONG TO YOU, THOUGH MY LOVE’S
a phase
Stuck in time, sun don’t shine, such a bitter summer daze
I belong to You, though my love’s for someone new
Will I be left alone, I’ll always
They say we wanna, we wanna, we wanna see you prove it (Prove it Missy prove it)
They trynna get a rise out of me, they live in darkness (What)
I
(parent)
Don't push your daughter in my face, and tell me that it's okay (my face, okay)
'Cause your agenda is to get paid, and get mad when it don't go
and I
Have been captured taken over by
The captivating strength of the most funkdafied high
It's like fire locked in my bones
Get smoked the fuck out
Everything is temporary, be sure to face your fears
No one really knows why the fuck we're even here
Causing trouble on the playground in the first grade
With
Slowly I turn, step by step
Through the backwindow, I crept
Silent as a mouse on a set
While everybody in the house slept,
I disconnect the phones
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