Lyrics:
a bitch
Cause eagles don't fly with pigeons, they way higher
All wings flap but you gotta stay flyer
Niggas broke as a joke, sitting laughin' together
I
picking up this microphone
I'm Back.
We missed you. We really missed you. We missed you.
We missed you. cnd its so good to have you home.
Welcome Back
embarrassed when I missed your party
It was me that paid for it eventually
Because you know how much I wanted
To meet your friend the star of stage
You need my trust I got you babe yeah anything you need yeah
Stuck on all the days I couldn’t move from in betweens
Need to take another xanny just
friend might have some fun with that yeah
Bitch I am a dog I eat the pussycat
By the wayside
Don't do too many you noticing I stay high
Don't think about
the final step
Everything was in the air
I, I missed the final step
What should I say, I did not dare
From time to time we met in a bar
As if by chance, as if
like the way you work it
No diggity (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (get up)
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Baby never
stay out late
I swear it's way past 8, I can't believe you stay out this late
But I'm going fuck you right and swear it's gonna to last all night, all
Wanna keep you by my side till I reach the top
You got everything I need so I had to cop
Slide over here so we can play
Come over now so you can stay stay
hard you hit, it's about how hard you can get hit
Yeah, freezer, my diamonds cost too much like Mona Lisa
She geeked up, I flew out for the weekend,
a Piston
Mike was losing to Isiah but he soon would get his sixth one
Gave birth to my verbal imagination, assume a virtue if you have not
Or better yet
the discrepancies of my deal
Like the millions that y'all owe me, I gotta audit y'all for real
But you changed my life, that's my word
Took a young kid out
will come to my funeral
To make sure that I stay dead
I can see the coffin shining through my tinted window
Must've missed the sign that said it was
like the way you work it
No diggity (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (get up)
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Baby never
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
herself
Says she wants you and no one else
Knows you bring home the bread
That's half the plan, stay and hold her hand
You being home is surely missed
when i'm sleeping
don't be confused by my apparent lack of ceremony, my mind is clear.
i may be low or miles high off in the distance, i want you near.
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
Youngsters' dreams,get baga, chase the reals
Err they say 'and you know me I'm DaMillz'
Verse 1:
We went through thick and thin
Know you wouldn't never believe
too long
While Billy was off at work
I'd stay teething my bone
Laying by the door
'Til 6 p.m. when he came home
And he'd tell me about his day
And how
posted by my door
I'm from Da No
Yeah I stay Polo to the floor
Ooh, my money long, I cut my homies short
From Golden Acres, what it is
It really ain't i
the fancy print
I told you once and I’ll tell you again
I never want to see you again
(Oh, shh…)
I missed the Asterix
Sucked in by the fancy print
I told you
want to go and I did not want to stay
But while I was thinking my real mind was fighting to say:
Line Drive Again
You missed again
Another fly again
the bitch
You heard that Mona Lisa shit
That's why I don't compete for shit
Bitch I'm a loner
I stay by myself and stay with the pole
So no don't
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