Lyrics:
kill at witnesses
Bury the hatchet
Matter of fact bury the casket
Kill niggas bury the ratchet
Pick it back up if I have to
I used to bump niggas
Birds flyin' high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new day
Listen up, hatchet man
Send controls for the heart to the land
Tell 'em all it is time
You're the next in the chain of command (as my)
it takes to make 'em gel
And in Washington I'm known by one and all
As the hostess with the mostest on the ball
They would go to Elsa Maxwell
To sacrifice our children
You must not do it anymore
A scheme is not a vision
And you never have been tempted
By a demon or a god
You who stand above them now
Oh the rose and the linsey - oh
I'll dress you up in silk so fine
Down by the Greenwood side - oh
Oh mother dear when we were dying
Oh the rose
and things and buttons and bows
Don't bury me in this prairie
Take me where the cement grows
Let's move down to some big town
Where they love a gal by
that I would be dead by now (wow)
Calling security, keepin' my head held down
Bury the hatchet or bury your friend right now
The debt I owe, gotta
we do the walk-by (yee)
On your new picture, we archive (uh)
If we cross paths, leave you cross-eyed
Had to slap a bitch, she chose the wrong side
guys
Voice 2: By the way, I'm sweet. I'm like a chocolatly sweet. Can i get you guys anything?
Voice 1: You can get me a lemon because I'm sour.
niggas be eating pasta but they love zucchini
Rocking valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini
Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em
that I would be dead by now (wow)
Calling security, keepin' my head held down
Bury the hatchet or bury your friend right now
The debt I owe, gotta
the bar section, rolled the L
And kept steppin', concealed weapon, razor sharp
Blue star hatchet, in the sleeve of my jacket
Who that kid,
smooth as silk
But keep ya head up, and simply move with the groove
Life aint over yet, so why be stuck in a mood
There aint no point in crying over no
bout it like I'm Master P
Ain't No Limit like I'm Silk The Shocker
Baby boo I'm just trying to beat I Ain't never really been a Pill popper
I'm dripping
a wild child
A Bad thing
She's uplifted
By her reflection
And moves with
Sensuality
Mmm
Her bare skin
Through the silk
The Organza
She has no audience
dem smooth
We nuh silk
Some sick sociopath paranormal ting
Shot a tear stomach to pieces
Mi si beans noodle and nasty feces
People seet but never speak
your hair
I am yours
My darling dress maker
You built a tower woven from silk
My darling dress maker
You saved me from myself
Hanging matching pictures
Strawberry milk she talk to me sweet, baby Gemineye Baby
Strawberry milk she talk to me sweet, lay that ass down Versace silk
Every single kiss, like
ready to come to life
With her red dress
Silk and georgette
Painted and maintained till she dies
I bet you'll never forget
The way she walks into the dim
eyes open wide, as dem slip cut dem off dem slide, yo can't trust some gal, look pon silk boss bride.. ×2
Verse 1:
My girl left me on the new year well
this place and my skin feeling scaly
It's gross
Star boy walk, got a plan and I back it
Swisher sweet treat, god damn, I crack it
Blue silk sheet
Then you dip me in milk,
Smooth as silk
In the glass
Tough cookie,
You're a rookie
cnd I ain't playing hooky, (Grah!)
(2x)
They said I look sad,
Well
Iced and loaded
Triple digits sold it
Fight like broly
With my tommy
One man army
No one defines it
I am it
In the finest silk
Gucci mink
Purple
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