Lyrics:
arising
Body so mesmerizing
Look at me in the eyes in
Tell me you feeling the vibing
So baby let's shoot for the sky and
Reach for a new horizon
Pretty
Leave em deceased
Ain't looking for y'all, girl she yours to keep
Bitches are hoes and niggas are weak, my life is a chapter
Its there in the bible, it's
some ugly trees!
There was a werewolf honkin',
'long the side of me!
I'm mean 'n i'm bad, (y'know i ain't no sissy)
Got a big-titty girly by the name
you fucking
Female, you ain't a hero, speaking of them; R.I.P to Rik Mayall, look
Oh my God, another one, does this motherfucker stop?
No he don't, no
pronounce
By all accounts find his whereabouts
Even if we steakin out outside of his house
She ain’t got no time for clowns she gone turn em down
Like there
enough of each other
I get high on that look inside her eyes
It's so wet
There's sweat drippin down her thighs
Me oh my
Yeah she knows I like suprises
It
to Miley
Ooh, she on her Billy Ray Cyrus
She said beat the pussy up
Like she promoting violence
All this money on me she think I'm the man
And when I look in
the bus
Mama, she's home in the window, waitin' up for us
She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs
'Cause you know we ain't gonna
the bus
Mama, she's home in the window, waitin' up for us
She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs
'Cause you know we ain't gonna
but we ain’t done
If he broke and he hating tell that boy shut up
My guys over here, girls standing over there (Woo! Woo!)
She got them pretty eyes, big
just fly through the city
I don't even take no shit so I ain't taking no pity
It get ugly like your mother, I just make it look pretty
2020 Looking
you're my, you're my favorite
My, I add you look amazing
By the way you're moving I can't tell you ain't lazy, baby
Uh no choice but to like it honey
If
When I look into your angel eyes
You got me baby I realize
I ain't never gonna make you cry
Ooh, you angel eyes
She dances in shadows, she bleeds
homies say I’m lame
Thought you knew this ain’t a game
Wrote my name inside the sky like this
I heard heaven’s pretty great
Sweet like Cherry Lemonade
I
that I'm too handsome, I'm feelin' too cocky
Don't fit in with the mix of a nigga who broke or ain't poppin
The way a nigga put that shit on, ooh, bitch,
she's home in the window
Waitin' up for us
She'll be there in that chair
When they wrestle her upstairs
Cause you know we ain't gonna come
Ah, I ain't
you looking pretty with your happy ass/ out in New York City with the matching bags/ ooh you look saditty but it’s actually sad/ no that/ ain’t
and she's down with The Roots crew, and she go by
The name of Miss Jill Scott
I want y'all to put y'all hands together
Uh, uh, say what? Give it up
the zoo
Shorty feel like I think she from, from outta state
We might take a trip to Canada and look at some estates
She say Mookie I'm so proud of you her
are
So many things I wish you'd see
I see the way you look at me
There's no one else you want to be
When you are making love to me
Eee
Eee eee
again
Yuh, huh, There he go again
In this game, you can't hold on to friends
You go out the same way you came in
They look down on you when you ain't
firm in the city
It was there where she met that kid
Started out just lunch, and turned into after work at the crib
She was impressed by the way he lived
Pretty women in my penthouse, oh, look like a pageant
Fifteen hundred horses, oh, you can hear when I'm passin'
Nigga ain't wanna feel me, oh, 'til I
man's just try
Look how quick six months went by
African man, Caribbean ting
Frying plantain, she call me plantain
Flying on a plane to release your
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