Lyrics:
(attention!)
Now all my soldiers start fightin
It's time to go deep cover
Lethal Weapon like Danny Glover, smother like jelly
Really, go deep like Jim Kelly
Fuck
on that
Paper she on that
Fading she on that
Whip the dick out tongue kiss then she on that
Project bitch my lil baby she on that
Scamming or robbing no
Everything is the girl
On the back of my eyelids, the tip of my tongue
Memories of the girl
She sleeps in my head, she sleeps in my head
She stays behind my
a photo booth
My bills are overdue
Slashing like an ice pick crampons on snow shoes
Slash Slash Slash
Razors on the tongue because we slash slash slash
you gon make it clap when you get up
I see you dripping, garment says Fendi
Today you gotta shake it like Kelly
You gotta show me you a baddie
Oooh
Man on the run
Son of a gun
Baby, licking off shots
From the tip of my tongue
Till the damage is done
It'll be ringing out like
Dadadadadadadada dada
the hefty
But if that pussy good ima work it like a ese
I’m feeling on her booty like she Kim and I’m Kelly like I’m Kelly
[Chorus]
Meet me by the bar bar
a picnic
Wrapping they big lips around my stick shift rockin' French tips
Suckin' me hollow after they swallow my kids
I'm askin'
[Chorus]
always on the tip of my tongue, now
I feel like I'm looking for somethin'
Somethin' that'll never come
Call me when you're in the city again
My head just
care of my family (Yeah, yeah)
Brother don't got to sell rock by the Dollar Tree (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you
Another tale of fruitless love,
Another way into your heart,
Ah-ah, ah-ah
You're on the tip of my tongue,
I've got a taste of your blood
I want more,
off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into
a tongue
instead of a pair o' nuts and a stick (You goddamn right)
And every single night, I lick it till my tounge turn white
I thought I was a freak
nobody else
You and I tighter than the jeans on my ass
You remind me of this thing something like
R.Kelly singing 'bout a jeep
Boy, you're everything to me
the fun
The info is so infinite
Taking lines off the toilet seat
The answer at the tip of my tongue
Words of an angel gently sung
Got my fingers in every
blurrin'
Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'
Uh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in
Trouble, what's occurring before, after,
I sure wanna meet you again
'Cause your name
Can never be further
Or closer than the tip of my tongue
In limbo, just waiting
To be rhymed
If it just
I know my name
Is all in your tongue
You're always at the tip of mine
Falling again
As it's fall again
Love in the winter time
You not in my way
Not
of the cabin
Camp Floggnaw nigga you can tell by the badge
(Pass me my inhaler)
I'm sick of hacking and coughing, I'm often this fucking awesome
I'm animals,
off my cheeks and my skin
Tear me apart limb by limb
Confidence is sitting on the tip of my tongue
But I won't, but I won't
So someone hold me back
pettiness like lady's chatter
Seems to complicate the matter
I grit my teeth as my senses chatter
For nothing gets me much madder
As I leap out
For big
can't measure my worth
But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods
Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's
stand on the tip of my tongue
I can't get you out of my head
There's no syncopation with any relation
Could it be that there's trouble ahead?
Four
stand on the tip of my tongue
I can't get you out of my head
There's no syncopation with any relation
Could it be that there's trouble ahead?
Four
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