Lyrics:
on some lost time
I been making songs, want to be up in the all time
Got a big heart, for the wrong people right time
Even bigger hate for your lies in
to see me do this More then I did and he was
Gone be right here Put it off for the future thats when the light hit
This that all bout chasing money
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name
Well I've heard my name a few times in your phone book
(Hello,
But in reality wanted to sell more like Fifty
So I hit the studio and formulate a plan and all
For MESS Music prayed the day that I'd finally ball
But
the Red Monkey Jeans? My shirt was made by Gino Green (Nice shirt)
My jewels was made by David Bling (David) They call me the underground king
Chain bling
gon'
Respond with another song
But when I see y'all niggas - you
Know what fucking time it is
You know who with me nigga
I don't gotta explain myself
I
and they screaming all the words to my songs
You can't get what I got raw talent it never rot
Alex Z. want me to go and spit ain't nothing new to me
I
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
If I hit it one time, I'ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I'ma wife her
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
Yeah!
If I hit it one time, I'ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I'ma
my style?
(Ladies and gentlemen) Eh?
(Will the real Craig David please stand up)
You never had a problem at all
When I was having woman trouble
old songs
Homies hit me like "Yo John"
8 more stanzas, I finesse like Tony Danza
I been raising all your standards
I'm the baddest mamajama, aye
Hold
don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name
Well, I've heard my name
A few times in your phone book (hello, hello)
introduce you to my mighty long
And dance to songs it could take you all night long
What you hiding in that dress? Curiosity is killing me
When we hit
on
Windows are electric, baby keep flexin'
Get your fuck on, then we go home
And take showers all night long
Candles with no lights on
Baby this the right song
many could have
Kissed it when the moral hit the wake-up bell
Words can slay Goliath but a
Song tells David's tale
The messenger has bias but
The riot
James Taylor
He's probably the closest
Thing to a writer's perfect
Exemplification of the
Unconscious all the songs are
Like movies all you
Need to do is
and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
a world peace, plenty ways to Artest
Had to hit my dog Jeff, know David dropping bombs next
Jimmy hit my phone back, yo Nique where the hoes at
These hoes
is the best
She hit me twenty-five million times
This is the end of the song, I don't got anymore lines to go
the Red Monkey Jeans? My shirt was made by Gino Green (Nice shirt)
My jewels was made by David Bling (David) They call me the underground king
Chain bling
a fuck about how much you got
She don't care if it's a little or a lot, no matter what she bought
She was lied to so many times by guys in disguise,
To victory don't mean shit to me
Though I gotta have it
That's all I know
I make more magic
Than David Blaine
You getting mad I can see you agitated
Just
yeah
Smooth like some passion fruit
Gotten dancing
Out in Hamakua to the Puna boy anthem
All my Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time to put
yeah
Smooth like some passion fruit
Gotten dancing
Out in Hamakua to the Puna boy anthem
All my Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time to put
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