Lyrics:
Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know winter's here
My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he
I want to know
Just how you feel
Said-a I want to know
If what you feel is real
'Cause there is a reason, yeah
For the things that I say
I
Have any of you ever been to Africa,
Back to the motherland? It's somethin'
All these lovely brothers and sisters
The subject at hand is about
wants an interview
But then, oh how quick they forget
With no hit, they like "Who's that?" They full of shit
And straight up, my patience is starting
stingers
Address you crossly, corporal clinger
Attention all freaks with newer footing
My radio is not played by Cuba Gooding
Now, who's assuming that
a learner's fee
How to turn your girlfriend to a circus freak
Cool by the word of Keith, fabric by the hand of Zeus
Acting like you fucking with me, that's
a laser, it's viscous
My force is good, my DSL, I grist my life
Used to have it on roll, but she want me to cuff this
Not no cardiac arrest or no deceased
is my gun, revolutions already begun
(Whaa)
[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Well, all I know
That I'd been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't
How we fucking? doggystyle or right through your chest?
She said make it last forever, Keith Sweat
This bitch a pro, too drunk to move so
I'll just
peepers get snuffed
By the sneakiest, throughout the speakers
Like fist to cuffs
Who the fuck is this paging me?
Oh, it's my creepy, greepy, grimy
While they torture, while they lie
Then stand by and watch them die
It’s up to us to change
They’re our future, we must save
All they what is to be safe
gone, ain't no coming back
Make your body go slam, ayy
Girl, make your body go, slam, ayy (Oh, oh)
Girl, I love how you doing that when
You pop it
Laundremat
RK:baby who that is?
NV:dont worry who that is it ain't you.
RK:you got somebody else over there.
NV:dont worry about it keith if
mississippi
(took a long walk, it felt like mississippi)
I approached her said “hi”
She said “who are you”
I said “I’ll like to become number two”
Oh God who is
down, roof off the car
And I'll take you to The Getty
Since you're really good at art
We can live inside a movie
And replay our favourite parts
We can
clapped back
Now it would do my mama good to see a graduation, yep
Now it would do the bank good to get tuition payments, yep
Maybe then we can all get
You're a lot like your father
You really are and thats a good thing
But you father lived by a philosophy a principle really
He believed that, that if
pop like it is
Way before I knew how to tuck
I use to hide that work
Right up in that alley
I know niggas that got guns
And act crazy when it's in they
my...heart, baby {Tell 'em what time it is, Keith}
(Why) {Tell 'em what time it is}
I walk around talkin` to myself
Do another day gets nothin`
Am I goin`
yeah, you know how we go
My best friend Steven at the Home Depot
Laurelton is in the house, I can't forget Southside
Walk past MCs like that girl did
done made it home
Got a family to feed, and I'm grown
The good Lord made me strong, highly favored and chosen
My heart made of stone, I guess you can
like me (uh)
But the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
'Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures
like me (uh)
But the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
'Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
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