Lyrics:
Spitting blood in a sink in a German hotel bathroom
A wet clot of red gum juice, souvenir of wisdom's ration
Rinsing face, drying hair, humming "Oh
and currency when it's dispersin
I've realized long ago that either word is a delicate topic so
Hence the circle on my finger I.D.O. on that day was my flow
You are a special girl to me
Called a passion play
Called today
I want you here to say
Later daze
I'll give you seven days
Called a passing
with me
[Nicole - Verse Two]
Intensity, made me sweat a brother majorly, I
Was sure it was you, you that was paging me
All the seven days
by the break truck
All rocks taped up
[Verse 7]
I got a staff of staffs
Airs chipped to pups
Instead of attackin' the nuts when I yell clip up
Yeah, ha hah!
It's your boy DJ Seven-Duece
It's a lot of hoes in here fellas, ha hah!
So why you lookin' at that other nigga?
Ha hah! All
If you be with me
I hold you tight
Be by your side
All day and all night
For once in the world
That you be my wives
But if you cheat on me
You
it lookin' back
I gotta turn around I can't stop thinkin' exactly that
you-turn the past I leave behind
For the ill bumpin' two busted six by nines
out the window
To pass the time
Looking for states on the license plates
My dad found seven, but I got eight
A car drives by with a kid in the back
He
have any money, but it never crossed our minds
We grew to share and we were happy there just watching the years go by
Until one day I come home there
block fry plantain? (boaw)
Free my G's on the landin'
I can tell by the way that my man's actin
That he's never been locked for the mad ting (likkle
the gat away
Leave his face in his madam's plate
Saddam told me "Hit the gravel and agitate"
Spot making 20K a day
Easy, chopped the nigga hands
Off for his
Remember that shit? War with December
That's it coldest nigga walkin'
Know these niggas talkin'
Out the side of they face
I'm here for a reason
I will die
thank you
Ayo, the TEC was a throwaway
(Brr) , these base from the older days
This for my niggas in mess
Hall eatin' kosher trays
Pray you come home soon,
Bronx tale
I was raised by my fuckin' uncles
Eight years old shooting dice
I made my first hunnid'
I can tell you niggas broke
Thats your first money
That
two-Face and Bizarro
Doc Ock, Juggernaut ming and Magneto
Green Goblin, Penguin venom, Electro
Megatron, Cobra Commander and Destro oh, oh!
(I'm
You´re my dreamboat
And I want to sail
The seven seas with you
I want to see the world
I dream all day
Of all the things we´d do
Of all those things
let me see
Just how deep you're into me
Surprised by your intensity
I couldn't believe
Now the next kiss happened seven days ago
That's when I started
something, beautiful she working hard for the paper.
7 days I pray, I just wanna see your face,
Yolamarra I just wanna call you later.
Chorus 2: Yo Lamarra
paves a path
A hundredth hour passing by
Seven planes beyond my sight
And not one of us can block the sun
The taste of sweetness running out
colored pencils, I made a stunning peace at least every couple weeks
But I kept it secret, Cause my homie Al used to draw too,
6’7, living legend never had
them charges
She said I beat her bad, I took her by her feet and dragged
To this day I don't believe that fact
Can't see her bein heated and desertin
boom, boom)
Ayo, peace seven, I had a fetish for the MAC-11s (brr)
Since an adolescent (brr), learnin' lessons, got my shot perfected
Eyes beheaded,
The 7th day, we open our eyes to obay
Chorus 4X
Uh, we can do this
'99, Tear for the Ghetto baby
Yeah, we can do this
Yeah, we can do this
Discuss these face the day by 24 7 spyz Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In