Lyrics:
SHE GOT USED TO SLEEPING ALL BY HERSELF
IN THE MIDDLE OF A DOUBLE BED
NOW, SHE’S MET A NEW MAN, AND SHE’S COUNTING SHEEP
AND TROUBLES RUN THEIR RACE
That was just by accident
It look like i practiced it
Handle is the nastiest
Don't play no games like kaepernick
Anklebully spazin it
I don't know when
Or sex with a guy like me
The choice should be so obvious (Dan)
And although he is mysterious (Brian)
Don't you want a man who's tall, whose name is Dan
"Life is a very rough and tumble
For a humble
Diseuse
One can betray one's troubles never
Whatever
Occurs
Night after night
Have to look bright
Yo-yo homeboy, pass me dat
Yo, this is the song I wrote for the girl I love.
Her name, Mary Jane
Saggin' my dickies, smoke like a hippy
Smell
I always cause trouble when I guzzle bacardi
Got the hotties sippin rum, maseratis with the stumps
Music bumpin out the trunk. everybody's gettin
life is a shameless burning flame
Livin' by the good book ain't my game
I get my kix in another way
Fuelled by liquid energy
I don't care anyway
So
niggaz ain't sleep at all
Everybody out on the block, stay ducking them laws
A couple niggaz on parole, hustling by the sto'
I'm telling that ain't
overtake us man take u time
Windows down music high
Disturbing the night
All the cars got emergency lights
Even the police ain?t givin? us trouble
We
born by the river
I was born dyin', but life I was givin
Holdin' my steel is primitive, but imperative
Water is wet and I'm a derelict
Schemin' in
blow me a kiss
Whenever they see me walk by
Some cute some naughty some sweet sexy bodies
I just can't resist them cause I
[Chorus]
I like I like
stepping by
Without me dying for her touch
I'm gonna keep on longing for her
To one of us hits the trail
I say, any kind of love walking in a dead mans pair
here on the very edge of earth
Looking through a book from long before the world began
The man who gave it to me didn't have a name
And overhead
video ho
I passed up a whole bunch of one-night stands
By talkin' too much like I was tryin' to be their man
I won't make that mistake again, mark my
Thinkin' about my thoughts and I get with em'
Just because I'm makin' money my neighbors never blink
So happy birthday mom, ya gift is not a clock but
there is a price to pay
Life inside a cell is not a place you wanner stay
Nuff youth dem come from good families, families
Too much ah dem dem just ah
wet, got it goin like a turbo vette
I'm tired of magazines
Saying flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack
of burnt out matches
She said "The trouble is, Sunshine, I know what the catch is
You'll offer me nothing, you'll offer me riches
I've seen your kind
better retire or hide in shadows
[Q-Unique]
All I see is superb female speciments that'll make trouble to get me in
If I was born a woman I'd be a lesbian
you want me to or rough as desert sand
It depends on what you want in a man
My aim is to please and I believe I do for a back track many times
I was
queens death threat
The five speed berry rip shit till you wet
The mack with a muscle to bust your cork bustle
I'm gone and your man smell trouble
Another innocent man forced to carry the can
Free Satpal Ram!
Whose word against who?
The degenerate crew out on the town
Thought they had something
[Kano:]
It could a Cartier or a Rolex,
Presidential threat to magary,
Hang tight yes I can tell by the heartbeat,
And you can probably take a pretty chick
Taken over all at once
By this shining masquerade
My mind is lost, my voice is gone
Another replacing mine
A deeper one
No one knows the hell i live
Down
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