Lyrics:
Mum tosses her hair across her shoulder and
Looks down her nose at the clerk
"Luanna Veodrum and my daughter
Teddy Veodrum"
I don't bother caring about
broad day
Like he fit the description
Pure disrespect, while you rappin'
I don't really be listenin'
Ya bitch want somethin' dark in her
I swear that
on her shit, look at that glow
She don't need nobody for shit, you already know
Grown and sexy how I like it
She don't be wastin' no time
She handling
Tangled like I’m in a spiders web
Stuck with a decision inside my head
I’m stranded down a river and I can’t turn back around
Came with my ambition
Long hair, don't care, let it hang thang
Ooh she wildin', wildin'
She do her thang, thang
She just wanna shake something
Girl that ass gon' make money
a mystery girl
She's a mystery girl
In the night of love words tangled in her hair
Words soon to disappear
A love so sharp it cut
Like a switchblade to my
all my cousins in the city
And I'm they favorite cousin so don't fuck with me
I get love in my city from thugs in my city
I feel like Young Jeezy I put
in emotions, when did feeling get so sticky?
She don't wanna text me back, baby I know you miss me (I know you miss me)
Why you gotta act like that
blind
No wonder you don't like it
You're empty in the mind
But before I get all heated
I'mma take a single minute
I'mma go and imitate the way that
like scissors and butcher's knives
A tattooed breast and flaming eyes
And a crimson carnation in her teeth
Carving her way through the dance floor
and half-dead
And we slept, knocking heads
Sitting up in the star-smoking air
Knocking heads like buoys
Don't you worry for me
Will you have one on me?
her top down, baby, she flies
Run run, with the fury of a saint in her eyes
Run run, ha-cha cha cha, bcby, she goes
With blonde hair and a gun
Smcking
the halls
Catching everybody's secrets in my tangled little web
Like did you know that Katie's giving everybody head
Or Mike is dating Ashley
But he's eating
sit up in this
Bitch and not eat he was like
"I don't give a fuck what
You're mad about, we cooking no matter
What, nigga come on man, let's eat!"
bitch I bet she know 'bout Mr. G
Yeah he like to talk, she like to talk
So when he drop her off, they have a heart to heart
'Cause he got all the answers
all over the wall
And I ain't talkin' about a map maker
She'll look like the Joker after I poke her
She'll look like Heath Ledger after I bed her
I
that right
Upon that dresser
Yeah that's right
Pullin' on her hair
Like we gettin' in a fight
Yeah I know it's kinda tight
But it'll settle just right
So
always bitching, I turn her into a ghost
I just typed in 83hades
I got myself money but I'm always angry
I don't like white people
And neither should you
like scissors and butcher's knives
A tattooed breast and flaming eyes
And a crimson carnation in her teeth
Carving her way through the dance floor
hold your eyes
Production mogul
No spider bites
Beat thumps
Make her hold her thighs
They got me in their sights
Don't look surprised
I know my size
Three
This is not chronological
It's in order of release
We got Spider-Man, Scarlet Witch
Drax the Destroyer
If you haven't seen the films
A final warnin'
and napkins get sent to mammies, is that too graphic?
Catch you in traffic, you sitting daffy like stealing candy
My ceiling's absent, my wheels are massive,
affair
See me out I prefer my lair
Cuz it feels like god ain't never heard my prayers
What a tangled web I weave
Demons tryna enter my dreams
I'm just
don't beat me up is on my birthday.
BRIAN
Oh shut up.
BEN
Well, your type makes me sick! You come in here, you get treated like
Royalty, and everyone
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