Lyrics:
romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe
it's my first time, g I'm coming fast
Don't be fooled by the love, you don't know them guys
They be smiling in your face plotting your demise
Have you
Yeah
She was the girl next door
She was the girl next door, yeah
Type of girl that wanna get high, wanna go for a ride
Told her anytime you need
your dignity, and pied the piper
Shot by a sniper, Donal Draper
Split you in half like a piece of paper
Look at all my words just before I lay it
that, youknowhatI'msayin?
Night is in the air
Enemy.. on the borderline
Who'll be the next to fire
forty-one shots by Diallo's side?
You said he
even thouh I went to college and dropped out of school quick
I always had a Ph.D., a pretty huge dick
Ladies tired of gettin' ripped off by guys like
the mothafuckin' greatest, Immortal Soul, for nina abangazi
This beat by the one and only Kay2godlee
Nizothini! Nizothini
A few words for you
The Next Big Thing
The next town is 125 miles away
And these very words came into his mind. He said
By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll be rising
Oh, and she'll find
for the next guy?
And the next guy?
And the next guy?
I'll be gone and,
By the end of the night,
The only trace of me,
Will be the name in your notes
that your work can go on exhibition
There's the man of the hour!
Blair. Hello. I read your piece on neo-expressionism.
Good for you! Now, I had
doors go up
And the money come down
Callin [inaudible]
The way I make her drowned
Nobody gunna love you like me
Nobody gunna love you like me
Even
Got these niggas finna sweat
When we step up in this piece
Yeh my team look like a threat
I got people in my comments
Tryna tell me that I'm next
on man the museum is closed
It's time to go home
He walked me to the front door and he locked it as I left
On the steps of the museum a frail young afro
I went out there another day and the foundation was built
And now there's a house next door
And a neighbor guy I never met
Until just now when he
I responded by saying hello
She paid for my drink and then said: "Let's go"
20 minutes later things were starting to cook
As we pulled up into her
write these tunes
And for you to stress a nigga like I?m running these hoes is outta line
Goodbye to your life, pack up your clothes and go
[Hook sung by
Yo, we cool, right? Nah, I mean, we go back
You know back before the records
Before you went to college and became this person who you are
Oh,
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
next eye
Through yo next eye
Through yo next eye
I'm a fly guy catch me when I fly by
I don't mind I really want to get high
Cuz tonight I'm looking
this girl walked up she said hi my name is Sheila
I responded by saying hello
she paid for my drink and then said let's go
20 minutes later things were
cause I wasn't feeling them next door
They said I would be broke in Singapore
If I sing you won't be poor
I rarely laugh at gun-smoke talk Salvador
Cause
I responded by saying hello
She paid for my drink and then said: "Let's go"
20 minutes later things were starting to cook
As we pulled up into her
Along with the rest of your outdated Raps
Next to your packs of
Garcia Vega Cigar Papers
If I catch your mama
Joggin' in cross trainers
I'ma go across her
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
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