Lyrics:
played back magic till the clock struck on the twelve
She told me more about me than I knew myself
She dealt two cards, a queen and a three
relative to what you
Do and don't have
What if I have nothing to lose?
What if ownership is less important than truth?
What if... two steps back is... two
I ever knew
Ima be a better you
Who's your daddy
You're not really dead at least not yet
Take Me
Have I become my 90's dad?
Too scared to (Fall in
She can search this wide world over,
But she'll never find a better man than me.
Oh please bury me, in my high top Stetson hat,
Put a gold piece on my
crucify him, you next!
And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face
I'm the Champ!
Who want to battle the Don?
I'm James Bond in
in a product of my own demise
She continued treating me as if she wanted me to die
Spitting in my face saying his dick was better than mine
Had me cut
The hoes that you got probably better than me (Prolly better)
But you'd regret the day that you left girl trust me
For the streets she dirty I sent her to my
Willy bring strife in your life
You can flip and use the gift of gab, but don't waver
If you love your girlfriend, then you better save her
Cause the next
was the man, that's why she paid me another visit
But what took place the last two days, you couldn't pay me to relive it
This for the men, don't fall
). #2
James Jayzos verse
Sweet face ,she carry back eeeh
Na this kind girl make mad man craze.
Slim waist ,better package and she get breast too ooh ,,
Nigga check my ring
Two tone body car hada change my range
Micheal Jackson my choppa Ima let that bitch sang
She a freak Rick James
Baby say my name
S-Say
astonishment cut their hands
They said, How perfect is Allah
This is no man
This is none other than a noble angel
She said, This is the young man about whom you
you even have to, but even if I had to
Ask my better half to, you'd be more than glad to
When I do that math boo, you always try to add two
I need
eight kids each a room they can slumber
And I'm convincing you that two was more than a solid number
You never waiver I love it that effort it comes with
something that’s better than ice
What you know about watching somebody take they last breath
I’m James Harden this is soul in the flesh yes
Keep that energy
She know I ain't runnin' out of loot (no, no), brain one, multiply by two (let's roll)
Pockets steak, eatin' wagyu (steak), niggas fake, yeah, they
deny it?
you treat your white sneakers better than me your white sneakers
white sneakers.
She's telling me to grow up I could treat her better it's
You deserve better than grown men who can't communicate their feelings
Say what they need
They disappear or circle back, make you the problem
Say
said, I'll see you in hell But the Kennedys knew all too well
There's a New York version of everyone, whatever that means
You get your fortune told by
favorite rapper, dude, you know she likes a pretty gent
You love when my shit drop 'cause I got more game than 50 cent
Don't ask me where I been; I know I'm
her a groupie
She wasn’t tryna' use you to get me on the two piece
She genuine, curious to know if pussy soothing
I’m just tryna' clear the air, you
light
So why the fuck you don't
Think they won't go?
Hold up, your chick traded post game
And no shame she felt your man
She probably on Joe Johnson
Cause
louder
For you to see
That I'm better than her
Do you actually believe
She won't leave you at the end of the semester?
Maybe If I had screamed louder
We
Now I been out my mind
Let's get a drink a two
Cause I been feenin
For a piece a you
Nothing like a one night stand
This is more than just some
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