Lyrics:
theories
Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury
Get some money now, you hated by your own kind
The home invasion done by niggas in your bloodline
theories
Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury
Get some money now, you hated by your own kind
The home invasion done by niggas in your bloodline
spilled milk
I'm Snoop Dogg, baby, and I'm smooth as silk
Every beat I rapped on, that bitch was killed
Every brim I wore, that ho was tilt
I'm standin'
Baby check it I'm in town, so you better come around
I'm on the beach sunset-ah , with my pina colada ,silk dress
Ain't nobody do it better
Baby
Can you feel it, nothing can save ya
For this is the season of catching the vapors
And since I got time, what I'm gonna do
Is tell you how this
Hall!
With grasshopper guitar and spider silk harps
And ladybug on tambourine
A beautiful butterfly backed by a chorus
Of crickets just trying to be seen
Lord you been blessing me
But the devil got me weak in my knees
Every time that you bless me
He keeps on bringing me down
Lord you been blessing me
Sleepless nights we fucked and fight
Left my ego at the door since I'm spending the night with you
Tell me when the last time he really did it for ya
Your
Can you feel it, nothing can save ya
For this is the season of catching the vapors
And since I got time, what I'm gonna do
Is tell you how this
tossed the Grams to my bitch
At the time I was reckless
I needed every cent Whole clique Solid
Nah we don't fuck with Harvey Dent
Niggas two-faced so I
darker
Than his nemesis black saviour
Beaten and bruised
Tortured and used by society
Still walked on
By but everybody got A-verge
We don't comprehend
We
champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk
champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk
blue gown,
When I first wandered down into town,
I was so proud inside,
As I felt every eye,
And in every shop window I primped, passing by
Spiked heels and porkpie hat
Have you on the mend
In no time flat
A shimmy and a shake,
A pitter and pat
Hey there sugar
Take a look at that!
happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin' to geek
Outkast bumpin' up and down the street
Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga
street
Big things happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin' to geek
Outkast bumpin' up and down the street
Slam back, Cadillac,
dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there Boi and will still stay street
Big things happen every time we meet
And I'm just sitting here figuring it out
While you're in the puddle on floor by the liquor store
Trickling down
You got a hold on me
And it's plain
Starkaroni probably fucked your aunt Mabel
In the stash house owned by El Patrón
Big friends in high places, always flyin' outta zones
Big banks in Sweden,
like silk are binding me
To a world of pain and suffering
With every move that I make
Twists and tears me at the seams
She was a ten out of ten
You know
cause right now I'm fasting
Secure and safe and oh,my god doin so damn good
When times are hard and loved through every continent
Have
happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin' to geek
Outkast bumpin' up and down the street
Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga
happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin' to geek
Outkast bumpin' up and down the street
Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga
_ "Every Little Thing")
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