Lyrics:
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
Uh, I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving
the temperature but
Next thing I know
I'm drownin'
This here for the sun seekers (run the track)
What makes you think
I'm not in love?
How could you know
we gon' do it again
'Til the sun comes up every night
We party and we party 'til daylight
I shouldn't have to tell you, shorty, you should know
we gon' do it again
'Til the sun comes up every night
We party and we party 'til daylight
I shouldn't have to tell you, shorty, you should know
riding my jock so hard
I'm thinking my nads getting scarred
You walk through the door
Get right to the floor
Cause that's what you came here for
Come
to the Rothchilds
You want your socks argyle
I got em all styles
Want some art on your walls, that's my closest pal
Besides PayPal
Venmo or apple
Visa or master
with the taste
of a momentary lie
The fantasy twists
my veins are turning dry
but I want you by my side
I want you so
Your rare scent that nobody
Yeah
(Come in)
Names that you know me by, praise to the holy high
Shit been a lonely ride, all I do is only try
Weed is my only high, magazine
My pilot light has flickered out
You've knocked me off the hook
The person you are trying to reach
Is no longer here
I'm not really tall, dark
gassshhhhh
EARTH TO GEORGE EARTH TO GEORGE we need you on the planet
And Geo would come back with
All I want to do is take you on a journey through time
hello, dear
Drag her on me, she got the neighborhood, I got no fears
My white privilege got me fucking bitches in Springfield
You don't want that bitch,
here, boy)
Yeah, I ain't hatin' on them boys
Grew up lockin' their doors
There's all kinds of boys up under the sun, son
But this one's for
Y'all
to the heart
I did, business never personal, I'm with it
[King George]
Job well done Mr. Serv-On.
Here's your envelope man.
[Mr. Serv-On]
Yeah, you know
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
remembrance
In time to come, for he was told 'I am the one, I am the one'"
[Chorus: Killah Priest (George Clinton)]
(You are..)
(Never met a force lead
see, can you see
Can you see like me, like me
Can you see something more
Can you see
Come on, come on
Come on here, that's fine
Come on, come on
Come
to get down
Sound of the funky drummer
Music hitting' the heart 'cause I know you got soul
Brothers and sisters
The Information Age
Got 'em seein'
want to do
He said, I’m sending you, you gotta go where you don’t want to go
I tried to run. I tried to hide
I did go where no one could find me
Then He
the storm and cursing at the wind
Wishing you could just come back
Cold from the icy rain
I'm just out here amongst the constellations
Surrounded by ocean,
I never thought I'd feel so selfless
I never thought I'd see an angel look so helpless
You arrived I had to hold you right away
The sun was smiling
Verse:
I wouldn't trade you for the whole world My favorite Girl My Valentine
If I'm in need you come running in no time
Seen many go but I dread
wants a taster
Girl I’ll see you later
Lifestyle so good I might move to the equator
Good times the mission
Caribbean swimming
When the sun goes down now
the snow that fell yesterday
Makes you wonder why it bothered
I fell in love with the first cute girl that I met
Who could appreciate Georges Bataille
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