Lyrics:
better, you dead wrong
So if you talkin 'bout the niggas make noise when you pass by
Get your fine ass on the floor, girl, this your fuckin' song
Do your
better, you dead wrong
So if you talkin 'bout the niggas make noise when you pass by
Get your fine ass on the floor, girl, this your fuckin' song
Do your
the way I live my life
Girl I'm haunted by the truth
Can't get over you
Haven't seen my scars
Since I put this armor on
The phantom pains no paranormal
hit'cha
Up in the mall, on the lo-lo girl
Lookin' for one of them solo girls
She gotta be one of them rodeo chicks
When she ride the magic stick
I just
And we would all run around except for this girl
She stayed in the corner, Yeah her name was Mary Anne
She missed half of the school days scince
fogged up from trees
Shanice is on her way out, she bucked a girl she had drama wit'
back then once, but never seen since
she's in the eyes of others, but
We gone hit the Eiffel then we touring though the Louvre
And I'm starstruck by the women scene too
Pretty brown girls with Parisian attitudes
Grateful
hittin' donuts in that bitch 'til I'm dizzy
But I still ride
Hit the corner like I did a drive-by
I know, it was like 2
And you still walkin' around in
Mama feel connected with me like we on the WiFi
Know she down for whatever even if it's drive by's
When that Henny get in her system it be grind time
to pay
I worked odd jobs and tried to write some songs
In a city full of people, where did I belong?
The girls around me getting married off
I would brood
Hah
Dive in the reef you could tell a nigga wavy
039 a young nigga from the kdz
Babyboy got these other hoes screaming save me
I'm sorry lil girl I
of laughter
Doing everything that matters
Your love got me starved
Baby put it on a platter
Like the stores in the hood
always gon be by your corner
I could
Get blinded by the diamond puff glare (uh)
You're stuck in a stare (yeah)
I double dare all these hot shots that think they too hot to trot
You ain't
Knockin' Lenny Kravitz in the 550, ride by slow
Couple my bitches slide down poles
That Ace of Diamonds, King of Diamonds stadium now we at Onyx
I see
At the door blowing a kiss she's
Careful not to wake her sister
Knowing that she will be missed
It feels a little bad girl
On the corner engine
other
And the boys, do the boogie woogie
On the corner of the street
And the people passing by, stare in wild wonder
And inside the jukebox roars just
the girl will never talk
I'm jus fly like a pilot i'm jus drippin from my socks
I murder niggas and the beats i'm leaving you in shock
I'm always in
By the girl with the cynical smile
She's a real contessa
I thought she was a blessing
The girl with the cynical smile
She's got a four carat diamond
Intro:
Closer! Closer! Baby girl come closer
Closer! Closer! Baby girl come closer
Drowning in your ecstasy
I'm sick, give me vitamin
Girl I'm lost
on the same corners
That he stood upon
I got violence in my waistband
Death in my palm
Ask 'em am I a bad guy, ya goddamn right
I done seen how ya do a
Nigga
with enough plaster to make a cast
Beat his ass naked and peed in his corner like Verne Troyer
Y'all are Eminem backwards, you're Mini Mes
See, he's
seems had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy.
Her name was Magil and she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy.
Now she
Hello, good evening
Came in here, shut the world out
Nothing to get into, nothing to bein' bout
Just grab a little bite, quite a little night
By no
Tell me something different from what’s in store
I don’t believe in fortune
But I can tell our future
We ain’t going nowhere
Girl you jus my poison
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