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always want more
There's a thin line between hate and love
She's a demon sent from above
Saint at breakfast, sinner by dinner
Sundress indoors in middle

practice what I preach
This is for my bruddas doing pull-ups on the yard in Hell
Just come back from court cause they denied his bail
Best keep your gun

sip
Party ain't over, come stay for a bit
I put my hand around yo hip
I dip, you dip, we dip 
(Sing)
We can make love in this dark room
I can get you

around as if I'm someone else
Your hands are mine i do a trick
Pretend that I am you until it clicks
I come alive, come alive

In the fire I call your name

you,
If you don't then they gon slay you,
They gon shake you, they gon break you,
Turn around and say they made you,
Then they ask you for a favor, like

momma dead and gone she can not see my children
I hope she seeing that her child is worth some millions
I don't do no chores no more they come and clean

They say the less you talk, the more they listen
So I ain't around much, I just go missing
Most days I got way too much going on
I apologize, I'm not

your peach emoji
I heard you freaky baby, come here go and show me
Use this dick just like a toy for when you're lonely, yeah
That's been that
Them big

in my hand, I'm offending a man
Offense is just grand, your defense is just bland
I'm expensive as them, you don't know who I am
Start out by saying

on me
Then you'll get the blues

Bad lil' bitch, I don't need your money
20k diamonds hit a real lick come up
Throw it back round like a real nigga want

weh di shoe
We give gyal di slappingz dem don't got a clue
Don't know wah fi do, so dem nah choose you
Turn di phone around and tape some blues
Like

Native Love (Step by Step) [Remix]

Divine

The Best of Divine: Native Love

1991

turn
Step by step
Come on

My car is my Ferrari and my body's Jack LaLanne
My clothes are by Armani and my hair is by Elaine
Tiffany and Cartier

Native Love

Divine

The Best of "O" Records, Vol. 1

1989

turn
Step by step
Come on
My car is my Ferrari and my body's Jack LaLanne
My clothes are by Armani and my hair is by Elaine
Tiffany and Cartier are

i'm
Talking special delivery vividly
Shining on these bitches like Tiffany
(Bling) isn't he killing these rappers
Come and witness he
Had to go

STUPID

BROCKHAMPTON

SATURATION III

2017

Merlyn, hoppin' out the vehicle, I feel like Batman
Hanging with directors, 'bout that action
So please don't stick and move in my direction
All I

this ain't no forty-eight, this that new, new skin (new, new)
Go hit you with a moshpit on the stage
Fuck around lose a tooth, yeah, yeah (turn it up,

Broken bones and broken strings
Lonely homes and lonely dreams
I don't know how to sing anymore
Recollect my thoughts of you
Breakfast at Tiffany's

All this shit get bussed down... Yeah
Bust down, Bust down, Bust down... Woah
You ain't from around here, Don't come around... Nah
Come round, Come

Smoke in the air watch me come through & clear it up
Pull up on em with that fire extinguisher
Swim in that water don't think you can't sink in it
Ran

through a conversation
Uncover me fully by seeing creation
What the Spirit has given to me is a compass, not map
Redirection may come as a need and surprise

I can't take it no more, let the blunt go around (let the blunt go around)
I don't want no old love, let the blunt go around (let the blunt go

I can't take it no more, let the blunt go around (let the blunt go around)
I don't want no old love, let the blunt go around (let the blunt go

like it's '89, J City, get paid for love
Your friends shake ass around me, don't doubt me, I'm finna change it up
Still young and the radio had me

In the whip, full blast like 89'
J City, get paid for love
Your friends shake ass around me
Don't doubt me, I'm finna change it up
Still young