Lyrics:
her
Oh my God, I can't believe I used to tell her that I loved her
She be bad girl, my ex even two brothers
Busy get me off this track, cus even
dreams
My mama need me, I can tell by how she hug her baby
Fuck is a friend? If I've been feelin' fuck my brother, lately
Clutchin' my pistol in that
or Scot La Rock
But they can get bust
Get robbed, get dropped
I don't play around
Nor do I fuck around
And you can tell by the bodies that are
Really?
But I can't fly like you.
Don't worry, Wendy!
Please, Tinker Bell,
sprinkle some magical powder
for Wendy and her brothers to fly!
Tinker Bell
And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.
Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time get
weight get P.O.P
Naughty by Nature your trespassing O.P.P
Your O.T. yeah nigga I can get it to you
Sold in a see through right price I deliver
Tell ya
I don't wanna be around you, if you ain't Certi
Don't know why you fakin and stuntin', when you got no money
My brother you ain't certi, nah nigga
With four brothers in the SS
I can't go around and can't back up
So I gotta peep game laying in the cut
Is this a jack or a kidnap?
Since I'm never
brothers in the SS
Now I can't go around and can't back up
So I gotta peep game laying in the cut
Is this a jack or a kidnap?
Since I'm never ever
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
Momma lost 1 she can't loose 2 i Gotta break the curse
Y'all gotta do better ill be damn if Y'all put me down first
Im tryna do right by any means But
peace I keep searching
I'm forever working, on myself
So if I need the help, I'm hoping you will
Can't you tell I'm a wishing well
But my work matches
can ride on the dub duces
i live right off of ridge road, i can show you the studio (plus i)
could give love you neva knew about,
that's why i can't
I’m the last of a dying breed
Tell me why you wanna see me bleed
I lost my brother fucking with the streets
I know they don’t wanna see me breathe
Tell my brother I said fly high
Every single day man, I cry
Shit is not the same I'm like why why?
Dealing with the pain, I
Tell my brother I said
since class probably why I barely passed
Writing Barz in detention for an hour and a half
They would tell me that I'm hard like rah
Can't tell me bout
money they can't tell me nothing
Right off the back all these niggas be fronting
Now I got money they can't tell me nothing
Get that gut feeling you know
Staring at your headstone
Damn it's hard to let go
No one that I've met knows
Why, why, why
Why you didn't get home
So I'm
Dressing up your headstone
dream of telling my mama
"You ain't gotta work no more"
Same for my father, born in Ghana, down on that dirt road floor
Far as he came I can't
I am the Lyte as a rock L-Y, L-Y-T-E
I am the Lyte as a rock L-Y, L-Y-T-E
I am the Lyte as a rock L-Y, L-Y-T-E
Do you understand the metaphoric
know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
.jpg/199px-The_Swon_Brothers_(22156089649).jpg "The Swon Brothers")
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