Lyrics:
right, we all that and fries
Y'all on stand-by my broads got cat eyes
Traphouse land lines, boom like land mines
All my bitches allies with Tune on their
You're english, I'm german, she's hungry
From sunday thru wednesday she's thirsty
If she came by car or by cicle
We hope that our jokes make her
You know that our scene be dry
If there isn't a rapper who's spitting fly
Imma Get 'em Blinded by going eye to eye
You know that our scene be dry
If
unstable
Went over to Arista wit Mr. Davis, for the change of neighbors
It's only fair that we share those naked papers
You can tell a cat serious about rap
prophetics for the diabetics
Flying pellets in the eyes of peasants, rewind the edits backwards
Live gats pulled right where them cats stood
In black hoods,
the car won't start
Heart dead still as the foot steps stopped
And the eyes peered in time to harvest the crop
Snot dripped heavy not ready to be fertilizer
Uh, yeah, yuh (Yuh, uh)
Uh, yeah, what, what, what
(That boy Cassius) huh, yuh, yeah, yeah
(Mu-Mu-Mu-Mu-Murda) yuh (Yuh)
Look into my eyes, I got
up in the spot at sixteen
Telling the mandem I don't need help
Got skanked by a cat, so now when I lick my sales them
I ask them if they know
the cat’s elegance
As I stand by your side you keep your distance
Siamese-twin souls, two as one I thought
While I’m hypnotized by your cat eyes
The typhoon
without a cat eye
My heart dead and I can't love you boy
But we can put it on stand by
I ain't never had a
Always had to let shit fly
Niggas love to drip my
know how you do
Please make yo killin's clean
Slugs up in between
They eyes, like True Lies
Kill 'em and flee the scene
Just bring back the coke
as well
The girlies there won't hurt you
'Cause they're all so very nice
There's cats and dogs and bats and frogs
And little pink sugar mice
So come along
bake a cherry pie, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Can she bake a cherry pie, Charming Billy?
She can bake a cherry pie, quick as a cat can wink her eye
But
All the cats go flippity flip
She got big blue eyes
Want her here by my side
She got big blues eyes
Want her here by my side
Hey, hey pretty
black cotton in God's eyes
Speak
Black cotton
Steady stressin', Smith and Wessons, count my blessings
Class is in session, the worst question is
transaction of physical attraction being left in a dirty alley.
The black cat walks by like a lady of the night.
La La La Land. One woman band. Sand on her
do’in what they
Think they should to make the money to live?
They’re walk’in by, they’re walk’in by,
They walk by you they get a little bit of eye
Uhhhh huuuh
I like the way you bounce
Nah you no ain't no kitten
Tell by the way you pounce
Yeah you got that look in your eye
Tell me your
Light a flare in the road, I'm an accident
Limping into the light I'm off axis
We got 808s to make cats piss, right on the rug where the cat sits
By
I watch my yellow cat
Invade my red cat in the yard
The feline war has raged for years
So I assume it'd be too hard
For me to drive my foot
and the cat walks
I've played this scene before
I've played this scene before
I the mote in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in your eye
A misplaced
of a sudden sees]
[the sun reflected in a lake. Standing by it, he throws both of his eyes]
[into the depths. Now he will not need to stare down the beast
whether it's smooth or hard dude
Leave you all confused
When ever I move eyes glued
[Choclair]
Now some cats tried to fuck with big dogs
But forget
to the sound properly laid and mixed down
By no other than my brother, although from different mother
J. Rawls with Sands on the mic, so take cover
The sound
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