Lyrics:
a wave)
I'm Marie Antoinette with the cake, my love
Why I got the rose-gold safe? (whoa, whoa)
I just wanna hit 'em with the bass, my love
I'm
ABSOLUTELY SWEET MARIE
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
Well, your railroad gate, you know I just can't jump it
Sometimes it gets so hard, you see
I'm just
bars by the way
Everyday you know im making bread
I pull up with my nigguhs so you know im never late
I roll one you know meditate
Im just here for
wine
But how could all the stars align, you know I'm gonna make you mine
Elena Marie, you still look good to me
Although your eyes may have cried many
Nothing like my life
You're gonna grow and have a good life
I'm gonna do what I've got to do"
(Stay out there, stay out there)
So, rockabye baby, rockabye
And this is not men-hating by the way,
I love men
So if you take it personally I'm gonna just asume that you're a selfish lover
array
Never minimize, Gluteus Maximize
Dick hard as stone. you’re gonna need a bulldozer
Colonel trying to play dumb, but now I’m coming over
Can you do
hand
Or that's your ass
I need my cake
I want my bread
If I don't get I'm gonna bust you
In your head
In your head
I've been hustlin'
And yes y'all, yes y'all
This is, a different type of dedication
To my man Marcus from Kansas City
But I'm just tellin' ya straight on up
Don't
gonna hit the Westin
Go to hit the next room with my next chick
Have her tripping over all her words-dyslexic
Going 'til the AM cuz we restless
Say she
"your life ain't gonna be nothing like my life (straight)
You're gonna grow and have a good life
I'm gonna do what I've got to do" (stay up there, stay
the front door
We better go through the back
See, that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
Transfused to a bitter vein
See through weak roofs I ain't gonna cave
I ain't gonna change
No piggy banks oinking in my DNA
Driven on Booze been anointed in
sorry i'm late
Bros in the back we got ragged by the jakes
I'm sorry wrong person sir have a good day
It feels like my birthday i'm getting this cake
You
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my realm
Mesmerized by the words coming out my mouth
So I'm flushing money quickly out these bitches' bank accounts
what I'm sayin
Ayo, If U gonna play, u might as well play fo da winning team man
Yeh yeahh
If u gonna play u wonna play fo da winnin team
Niggaz keep
'Cause girls go and tell all their friends
That's one of many reasons why I ain't sendin' DMs
Look, I'm gonna keep this cake
And I'm gonna eat this
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
Before you get to me
The bitch, and she a G
the way I flip metaphor nobody quite does
by the time I leave the club I'm wearing a public arms
cause he must have been a pro the way see the pros and cons
Am I gonna live till next week?
Will I get shot by a dope fiend,
Tryin to get high, tryin to steal my ring
I really can't say, cause I don't know
gonna hurt you, love
I'm gonna give you all of my love
Nobody matters like you"
She tells him "Your life ain't gonna be nothing like my life
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