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in the stalls or second floor
And in all the congratulating faces, the only one I cared for
Was missing as I stood frozen in the wind at stage door
Now
'm cha-chingin'
Like Fab and Tamia I'm so into you
Since I met you I knew
Which is why that first date was no interview
Baby I'm feeling you
Yeah
Ayo I'm fiendin'
won’t back down
Young Slime Baby won’t back down now
How did you turn your back on me, when I never ever turned my back on you?
Don’t try to come back
could make it row
(Baby I could make it row)
If you down for the ride then I'll take the road
And Jesus take the wheel but I'ma have to break the code
But
was for real with it
Wanted a deal, got it but couldn't deal with it
I want me and my whole homeboys to still kick it
I wish they saw me as mouse
missing's the badge, coffee, and donuts
Go to jail so what, never see my integrity perish
That ain't the Harris' way, study my pedigree
Promise I'm one
missing's the badge, coffee, and donuts
Go to jail so what, never see my integrity perish
That ain't the Harris' way, study my pedigree
Promise I'm one
Gonna lyrically blaze eyebrows
We ain't got to double time I do it eighth mile style
Born in P.A. and was raised down South
Wanna make a city hit
Nigga, I had a hell of a day
But I admit I was in my own way (hell of a day, in my own way)
I admit I had my mama cryin' over me, what else can a nigga
home like the back of my hand
You finally calmed down
And I was upset that we had missed Saturday Night Live
We came back in, and you told me
To look
and bring it down to the rented
By now, it's a little past five
And I'm still trying to roll, could barely open my eyes
Next thing I know, she giving me
the heat when I'm under the sun
(See my scars in the heat when I'm under the sun)
Every trial was something I had to confront
(Every trial was something I
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house
way
Take it day by day
She want my number but I got three phones
I hit her line just to hear the ringtone
I know that
That's my song
I know that
Heard you speak one time in an interview
Was the sweetest lil' thing I ever heard
(Sweetest lil' thing I heard)
My eyes going down on you like
Put on my slippers walk out the front door
It's the GLC everybody lets go
One two three to the four
I wear my Pyjamas when I goes down the store
Put
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
an IC3, wow
Got stopped the other day on the
Mains by some Feds dressed plain
And somebody drove past playing my CD loud
You wanna see 'em right now
I
a baby
I cannot understand
I keep that commie tommy gun under my pants
In my hands
Make you dance
Fuck a no melody
I am the melody
Kill the beat
want to fuck her friends
See you baby before I lend it to you baby
I don't call, when I call give it to me baby
Three or four way, I'mma sin for my
missing or why I ainâ??t listen
When I told myself that was it
Now here I go, hurt again
Cause of my curiosity
Now that itâ??s over
What else could it
(all my niggas)
Stick and move
You know I'm sticking to the code (finesse)
No more knick knock
We kicking down your door (we finesse)
No not
like slayer shit
(Huh yeah)
She trinna break down my house
And the shift
Yeah it feel like it's angry birds
She say she love me
Lil baby I do not get it,
I got my finger to the sky praising yah, hallelujah
I was saved by the fringes of yahusha
Ya'll denying Christ three times by the roosta
Finger
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