Lyrics:
I can’t lie
She got ya boy hypnotized
I need to
It’s you
Melanin good for the health
Louis V bag for the wealth
Did it all by yourself
It’s true
Wild and mean and he
Got a body full of gasoline
You'd be a dead man to get in his way
Its a tough thing just getting by
He wont live no other life
I
you
Tell me everything you want
Im gonna please you
You don't gotta be shy
Dont worry
No one around
I wanna lay your body down
Don't hold it in
Girl let
No rain, no flower
No pain, no power
I can barely get by with no bank roll
Acting like you got it but you ain't though
Want pay, no hours
Phone rang,
off okay
Oh he can't see the sun
Too many angels in the sky
Lay me down to die
Lay me down to die
Lay me down to die
I can't live without you
Right
City light, got me buggin and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with
thuggin'
Went back to jail 'cause you steady kept rushing
Diamonds, they hang down the neck of your cousin
Ain't throw you nothing, feel like "fuck it
to the hustlers
Thugstas and twelve guage pumpstas
Drug 'em in gutters mo' murda me style, now
Put 'em on the ground, lay down
Nigga check my thang the way that
to the hustlers
Thugstas and twelve guage pumpstas
Drug 'em in gutters mo' murda me style, now
Put 'em on the ground, lay down
Nigga check my thang the way that
down or lay down
See a opp he get hit with a k round
If you ain't on my side better stay down
Been in the field since the playground
You know my body
nigga we made it
I make them hits where I lay, I hitcha bitch where I lay
Hot Sauce shake these bitches out the way
I know I'm going up but I gotta stay
in the groove, yes, I'm back on the move
It's the thriller to kill, cause I got nothin' to lose
I'm at the top of the heap, Hurby was lookin' at me
with me
It'll be the best part of a romance novel
Writing our story, mama, line by line
See how it might feel like trouble
Staring down the barrel
that I'm a thug and I'm only tryin to yike her, pipe her
Lay it down deep
I hope you got a man 'cause it's betta when you creep yeah
She a freak I can
Wash it down with a Mystic
Better yet a Snapple, nigga want the juice
But he don't want the hassle
Thought they trying to overthrow the castle
Better
bitch get out my head
bitch get out my head
I was in a good groove till you came around
now my mood swingin and it
weighs me down
you not on shit you can
of talk time to run. No fun. No guns
Got guns tired of talking time to run
Shh Shh Shh Shh Shh
Pack wak put you down for bed
Put you down you dead killer
down like a drone, I stay on it long then I'm gone
He all on me, think he just lonely
I'm on a flight to Dahomey
I'm me bitch, make these hoes sick
and kiss me
For just one more time
Feel the groove and let your soul be free
Lay your mind
Come with me and I’ll make you a dream
I’m the designer
to fall
I'll get back up and take it on
I will not stand by and be apart of this
I won't lay down
and let you stomp me out
This is the final candle
I will
thought
The cute little boy from down the street
Would fall in love with me
It's like a number one dream come true
To have somebody you love love
a-ploughing up and down,
That give you the stranger to wear with your new gown,
That you rolled up underneath your aperon ?'
"lt's neither by a black man, it's
sayin'
Girl, get help Why you point the finger when you know I was
Down to ride Always by your side, now you gotta
Now you gotta watch me from the side I'm
get the dough
Gotta keep my flow
Come on everybody, let's all get down
Got rhymes by the ton while you weighs a pound
Supercagafragalistic type
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