Lyrics:
vrai Hip-Hop
Et de La Cliqua
Il écoute Comme une sarbacane de Rocca
Ça l'motive encore plus, écrit encore plus
Rap encore plus
Dans l'ombre c'est un
thoughtless, no, I remember
Miss the days when I used to be so green
Young hopeless romantic with big heart
Got it broken by age of like twenty three
I ain't
at the bachelor's pad, doing what the Virgos do
And these women so shy but get loud undercover
So we can have sex but I can't be your lover
(buck buck buck buck
lover
You just can’t judge a book by the cover
Since kindergarten
We grew up together
There’s no need for you to bother
They say her ina mi rover
What did
the Taurus
Tryna get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Yeah, livin' the raw deal
Three course meals, spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
But still,
Get off at 12 (I’m tired)
Call you at 2 (Yo wassup)
Your place by 3 (I’m on my way)
Smoking heavy
Hit up the plug (Serve me up)
Buy the last nug
the code that I live by and told me to run it
So I start with the shit plus I was born with the knowledge
A young wise muhfucka get respect like
at the bachelor's pad, doing what the Virgos do
And these women so shy but get loud undercover
So we can have sex but I can't be your lover
(buck buck buck buck
saying
"I need a light"
I feel like I'm undercover
When I'm around your door
She tells me she's a modern lover
Won't find her 'round here no more
So
I'm a lazy lover
Undercover
Wasting time
Then one day this summer
I changed my number
To cut my line
[Chorus]
Good love is on the way
I
I'm a lazy lover
Undercover, wasting time
Then one day in summer
I changed my number
To cut my line
Good love is on the way
I'll be lonely but I
Shadows looking through an open window,
Footsteps following wherever you go.
Undercover eyes
Search to find the key to alibis.
Living in
batch
but he's a coward (coward) and plus a pumpkin in a pumpkin patch
He's a wussy (wussy) if I didn't know better, seriously
Pimpin', you'd think he
Party every night (Night)
Pull up, I'm so fly (Fly)
Bad bitch by my side (Side)
We gon' catch a vibe (Catch a vibe)
She tryna get high (High)
He
never listen to cops
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Nas]
It's cool to love to win but it's better to hate to lose
There's only one Nas by the hundred thousand
I'm a lazy lover
Undercover, wasting time
Then one day in summer
I changed my number
To cut my line
[Chorus]
Good love is on the way
I'll be
Yeah, it's Al Skratch, that real smooth brother
The undercover lover makin moves on your mother
If I have to, it's only natural, that I rap to
any
out
Catch a freak get on, nigga that's no doubt
I'm the Dirty South lover, undercover brother
Getting my chips, don't change for nan nother
Bumping
Fantasy Island
This episode is "Death to a Brooklyn Man"
This is Tony's Angels
It was three white bitches who worked for Tony Starks
Undercover
tailored suits, made for the over weight lover
Undercover, over cover
You know my MO, I do damn well on the stage show
I'm gettin' paid by the pound
Yeah, it's Al Skratch, that real smooth brother
The undercover lover makin moves on your mother
If I have to, it's only natural, that I rap to
any
and shootin' hoops, and lookin' cute
in tailored suits, made for the Over-weight Lover
undercover, over cover
You know my MO I do damn well on the stage show
at 3: 16 and stunted the stunner
There you go again acting like mister lover
Lover
Yeah but P, I really love her, love her
Claiming you love each other
Ahem
Gather round everybody
Let me tell you what happened to Schlerb
On our way from Earth
Oooh, we were stopped
By a cop
Casey, Dan and Schlerb ere
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