Lyrics:
May-December by Mos Def in my headphones, that's the man
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
We gotta count all of the blessings 'cause it's God sent
Standin' on the edge right now
I said I'm standin' on the edge right now
And if the walls
high puffin Hershey eyes yay high
Mami wanna ride you gotta mace mines
I mean put ya fuckin face by my waistline
Gudda going hard at a bitch
I don't
Lewinsky
I'll be right here in the thick, they can diss me
But they'll get flung like a frisbee
If what you chattin' is wet
Miss me, bitch, please
Erich
might be going crazy (crazy)
Gotta cash fetish baby (cash fetish baby)
(Gotta cash fetish baby)
(Aye Aye Aye)
Cash Money (Money)
All I talk is blue
[Intro]
Can the church say Amen? (Amen reverend)
We gon' do one more offerin right now
We gon' do another one in fifteen minutes
And we gon' do one
And it freaks me out
Cos what's a guy like me gotta do?
You grabbed my brain too hard now it's black and blue
I know it's weird but I just wanna say
plan
To seat my daughters there by your right hand.
I know that you'll do what's right, Lord,
For they are the lanterns and you are the light.
Now I
it right now, gotta do it right now
When I spit it, no, you know I'm never lost
Hold up, tell me big, how much is a pie cost?
Let me get it, let me
FUCK ALL THAT JAZZ
I GIVE EM' THE BLUES, OOH, OOH!
HOOK:
GIMME THE LOOT, GOTTA REGROUP, GOTTA RECOUP
HANDS IN THE AIR, TELL EM' DON'T SHOOT
LESS IT'S
In my days I done heard some game
But who said badbitches only come from Spain
I puff puff puff daddy gotta maintain
And of course we keep the party
This right here is payback from way back, I don't play that
This right here is payback from way back, I don't play that
This right here is payback
But I'm a take it step by step
Just do your do your best
Put your own will to the test
Go to Jesus for that rest
Guaranteed that He gonna bless
They
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
the fuck goin'
Bruh my nigga, we startin' a movement
(You damn right) now listen, I can't spit
(He ain't lyin', he is not him)
Aye, but these niggas though?
right get shot get killed right.
(Chorus)
I've never felt so wrong 4x
she went through my phone
I gotta write my wrongs
I gotta sing my song
I gotta
believe
Emotions closed in so I opened up on the beat
It's the only way I release
You can't speak on my name, you gotta be more informed
6 figure account is
one and only chance to get it right
I don't wanna lose it all without putting up a fight
So I might just wanna
Stop (Stop it) sing the song like ya mean
and that, we need to get with this
I keep it realer than most, this is our business
What we gotta do to make them see
We got a good thing going on
Wanna tell
never accomplished right so I gotta let that go
And keep movin yeshua illuminate my path
And keep me tuned in so much negative around for me
To still get
But why you so sad?
Walking around with them blue faces
They say I’m down on my luck
And it’s something I gotta have blue faces
I hit the bank today
Jesus came down and dead for our sins
With him by my side I can always win
I got something from my father that he want me to do
If I can change for my
I bet you're wonderin' how I knew
'Bout your plans to make me blue
Some other guy you knew before
The two of us guy, woo
Took me by surprise I
And that's too far
If only there was some way of reaching you
Holding you ''cause I'm so doggone blue
Only one thing I really want to do
Is sing to you
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