Lyrics:
of beauty, death, and vice
I don't know what you're looking for
I know you want something, tell me what
I'm the river, you're a piranha
Sixty seconds more,
and to cornrow
Because you know it's in us to do so
I put grease in my blonde baby doll's hair so she too could work her Blue Magic.
cs young girls we began
First ten seconds you were standing looking at me sweet
15 seconds I thought I could hear my heart beat
20 seconds then you asked me if I want
ships the current will flow
Then I get to still waters trying to learn it by my lone
FT me on road
If I gotta stop just to give you my love
Can you meet
the sweat off his brow and then he said
This boys way off the charts as far as I can tell
Ooohhh bbbb momma's he's a double X-L
By the second grade I was
by police
They was less than 100ft away
10 squad cars no getaway
Made it out by the grace of God
Giving my thanks don't know where to start
You
got 'em by a string
Puppet, pe, puppet, puppet
Don't like the look of this picture
Boy you think that I'm in love witcha?
Haha, cry me a river
'm sorry not sorry
Cause i'm bad
You want smoke bitch
Come get it
You wanna race bitch
Lets get it
Digged your grave
6ft deep
Why so quiet?
Can't you speak
Lord we intertwined intertwined
Meet me at the finish line
Way you boys is living you would think you had like sixty lives
You can tell I'm blessed
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
Yeah yeah, what
Who want it yeah yeah kid
One, two uh
Brooklyn, brooklyn, big borough with t
But everything in ain't always what it seems
You might get
Yo, (yo), one, two, yo, (yo), yo, (yo), yeah
(Yo), yo, (you want to take it first?), nah, (alright), come on
I've been sleeping on this hip-hop for
And I can Tell
By the way your shoulders roll down in your shirt
You don’t want no one to know that you’ve been hurt
By the way your eyes blue eyes
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
sixty-two packages of cigarettes. why are you carrying all zees into germany for? what are you doing this for?
I . . . I . . .
How long have you been livin'
too, man
I can't get it together
I mean if you go to ? Oneday, man
I mean, so baby, you want ? Three and sixty five days, right
You ain't gonna
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
to
(Girl we're living)
Once I thought we had a love that was true
But I'm just another doll in your dollhouse to you
We're living in a dollhouse
We're
seen
I ain't asked her out yet
'Cause I don't know if I can
You see, a high maintenance woman
Don't want no maintenance man
She's my baby doll
seen
I ain't asked her out yet
'Cause I don't know if I can
You see, a high maintenance woman
Don't want no maintenance man
She's my baby doll
don’t wanna fuck a minute
I paid for the goddamn hour
When they care, it’s 60 seconds
I paid for the goddamn hour
I cannot idly stand by while the drama
can't feel.
Your time is up. Bye.
Male world revolves around the dick.
You’re excited by my manipulation.
I want my wallet become fat and big.
My salary
the sweat off his brow and then he said
This boys way off the charts as far as I can tell
Ooohhh bbbb momma's he's a double X-L
By the second grade I was
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry: (to thing-fish)
Anything you say, master! take me, I'm yours!
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