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I want us nose to nose
Swear all you need is a little taste
Of a real man with a heart of gold
Give you his jacket when you're feeling cold
Tell me
a black hole, raef uoy tahw em llet
Till ya give into the demons and they finally assume control
Fear is all around, influencing all decisions
A hand in
honeys love in every way
Possible I once took my shorty to the hospital
She cut that hand on glass plus i love that ass
Short and sexy lips always wet
steady flowing
Sitting on the wall while the DJ gets it going
Fellas grab your ladies, ladies grab your man
That's when this 5'5" angel took me by the hand
to hold that shit
Empty the can with one hand and reload that shit
Give 'em the full clip
These niggas is bullshit
Been talkin' big six but scared
Chineke don bless no man can curse
Na who wey God don bless
I no need to rush rush
Cuz I de take am by force force
Omo nobody can stop o stop o
Omo na God
In there come Prince Heathen then, saying
"Good day mother-in-law to you.
And where will l find that sweet little bride
With her hands as soft
Give a little give a little, people need a lot
If you question if they need it, well probably not
What I see a lot people having dreams and wants
bustin' through the crowd, wild, with my hand on a cannon
Be like quick to put two up in ya like who mana standin'
I be the last man, blast man
If you
bustin' through the crowd, wild, with my hand on a cannon
Be like quick to put two up in ya like who mana standin'
I be the last man, blast man
If you
Little pig little pig
I suggest you let me in
You're getting treated like a bitch
Cause I ain't looking at no man!
I'ma huff and I'ma puff but -
I even killed the time by helpin'
My man pass out fliers
Now all I want to do is
Get in where I fit in
Shake my as* with the
Baddest pidgeon with
know if I build it, they gon' come... ya know
All I need is one
All I need is one
At a lounge on a known strip, Uptown
Frantic planning gives way for
I never hold hands
Straight business, first class
Never the coach i'ma handle the game the way
I handle the coke
Hand to hand on Instagram, picture
Hey, hey, hey, man
I strike the Empire back
I strike the Empire back
Fuck the Empire
High flying like the Millennium Falcon, piloted by Han Solo
Baby, here I am and I'm a man upon the scene
I can give you what you want
But you got to come home with me
I got a whole lot of good ole
Loving and I
get out tha house cause I can't stand mommy's man
He talks with his hand
Come come creep on tha streets with me
That's where I learned how to sell
the vacuum nozzle, down the bathroom faucet
It seems like every day, I get a little flakier
The medication is making my hands a little shakier
Hand me that
son?
Hmm, he ever ask about me?
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket?
If I could just
If I could just see you
Can't
plans at hand are bound to erupt
I'll stand right by your side
One day on a free ride
You tell me its the status quo
Your expectations so low
Give me
Hence we dispense plot bombs via cipher
Code the bot’s ROM: “be a fighter”
Replace the sheep kind with Deep Mind
Johnny 5 on the come up of the creep kind
Tell us what you want, we'll give you what you need
Just show respect for your daddy, little girl,
You know you never bite the hand that feeds.
Your
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
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