Lyrics:
One more day, one more
One more day
One more day, I'm hangin' around so I can see
Little Nate have a pocket full of money just like his daddy
through any pervert that lives, keep the family safe
Dear baby girl
I'm sorry that your father not active inside your world
He don't commit to much but
when you got it
When you got it
Hear you say my name
And I want more
Porcelain goodbyes
At the front door
Saying please, baby, please, baby
Once upon
inch of my body in my baby's shit
I could tell you more about diapers than modern rappers in cyphers
I used to be about the B-Rabbits and Mekhi Phifers
on the comeback
At the rate I'm going
Grammys in the view
Baby please don't kill my vibe, no
I'm with the crew
Drinking bangs on the daily
Yeah, It's what I do
in two
Head and heart both want her and you, no, no
How did I end up here, I'm losing it
We used to love just a little
Love just a little
Love just
shit on me
Oh baby you ought to believe when I tell you the truth
That don’t be a creep, don’t be a creep no
Just don’t be a creep, no no no x 2
I think
to get (??)
Koop finna to come a little bit closer
Rolled her on her chest before the sound went pop
Then I reached for my heart
Oh my god Koopsta just
blessed and served by a great
Real recognize real and fake
Two cups last me all day
Shave a nigga head
Major Pain
Bodies poof
Yeah David Blaine
So much hate
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
bikini
You took me by surprise
Oh am I breathing
Baby
Lemon drop martini
A little something sweet
A little salty
Please
Lemon drop martini
A little
was down at twenty-twos
In the back of VIP with the One-Shot Crew
Eight people deep bill is coming to me
Cash a little low but nobody wanna leave
Then
so them b*****
Better come with two plus
My balls big cause God
Gave me two Spaldin's
For two nuts and she loving
The crew like the weekend
Cause she
seem impossible to lose
I guess I need to learn to live with them
I wanna spend one more day with you
Please ask me
Fire
Fire will burn all
there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'
Oh yes, I'm that master rap
I'm the cold cap (echo)
I'm what you know, ask
Rapping
Beyotch, beyotch
2 times baby, one time more
Give it one more for
And rather live the life of crime
With my Bed-Stuy connection connected in two
It's live Boo start shit too wild for you
Peace to, Baisley, Forty-P get down
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
(talkin' bout)
Death to a nigga that lie on the trap house (trap house)
I gave her ass a little bit more, then she tapped out (tapped out)
Hit the 2 Live
(uh-huh)
Old heads said live your life like such
It's sure to catch up with you one day, boy
I wouldn't listen to 'em
Your power movement was cool
But
From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' heads with this
the stars
Baby, we can go so far
Let's explore the galaxies
Ya ya it's just you and me
We can do just as we please
I love you more with every day
Surfing
making Floyd fall
He shoots Batman’s shoulder
It just grazes the
Armor, and then Batman punches him some more
Knocking him to the
Ground deadshot takes
a mule
to put my kids through school
Live by my number one rule, got to support my crew
I’ve got nothin’ to lose, divin’ head first in the pool
I’ll be
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