Lyrics:
how the lyrics in the songs might get twisted
My wife wears red, but looks better without the lipstick
I'm a private guy and you know nothin' 'bout my
found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing
Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,
We Taking Over The Club
We Taking Over The Club
We Taking Over The Club
We Taking Over The Club
Throwing up Hundreds and Dubs
Buy out the bottles
doomed
The torment was ended
The people scattered over the country
desperate ,leaderless ,starved...
The thousands who had fled by sea
-including the one
Yeah when I came to you were standing by the foot of the bed
I was still hung over, and my eyes were bloodshot and red
Did you think that things
offer everything,
You want so please don’t look confused,
Okay I’m sorry let's start over you look beautiful in that red dress,
Type of girl I’d want
And we can't believe really that so
Many things have happened in
Between already! Just before I pass
You over to Paul
(Arf-arf! Arf-arf) I'd like to say
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
Eye
Guess Who's the Bad Guy
I ain't playing
I'm saying
I'm in a red circle
Red line going diagonal starting over my left shoulder going over my right
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
you acting like you ain't already know what it is
I don't like when you drink, you don't act the same
And your stupid guy friends always been a pain
I
the time in
My come up it's on the horizon
Sun in the Jamaica I'm shining
You already know that it's blinding, come on
Over nine thousand, bar is still
Already arms of the undead
Paradise stems from the bad head
Auto window that portends red
Auto window
Darken den creases the bleeding
Clouds go by
here
And quit while I'm ahead, already in the red
Already got a steady infrared meant for my head
A target on my back, bigger problems than that
Bin
of an art
& you're holding the brush
Painting a Red X over my name
Tore us apart
To hell with realigning the stars
Moving on is kind of an art
& you're
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Right where his 'foot' was supposed to be.
Now, billy the mountain, he couldn't believe it!
All those postcards he'd posed for, for over these years,
a T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all
here
And quit while I'm ahead, already in the red
Already got a steady infrared meant for my head
A target on my back, bigger problems than that
Bin
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
of the guilty parties
Like knives to their throats
So listen, better know that GH has a hope
A black star, a black sun
And y'all already know
When the fat lady
Quavo
Already hit but she trying to stay over, I'm trying to bend your ass over
No, I'm not shy if you fine I'm like, "Hold up", shooting my shot like
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