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on it, you gotta feel it
Get down on it

How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall, get your back off the wall, tell me

there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'

her, gurl, but idk
Before a nigga stick it in, I grab her by the throat
I'm 'bout to fuck her til' I pass out
I love white bitches like they love

water, put my people in position
Tryna be the greatest artist, but also the richest

Tryna find a wife, but get surrounded by bitches
I feel uncomfortable

yourself of your recognition
by adding imaginary definition
check the duration
of your battery
the pitcher the catcher
using signs perfectly
to defeat in

ain't speaking
Game and 50 Cent beefing
Then Cease got Lil' Kim knocked
I'm hearing all this from the jail
While I'm sitting in my cell
And I'm

the soup
Fuck with my bread, we makin' the news
Two hundreds ones, and she like the groove
That pussy like water shit wet like a pool
I give her the dick

Had to get my groove back Stella
Talking kicks in the pool MarGielaa
Got trees by the stumps no let up
Under water kinda hard
To keep ya ahead up

Mural

Lupe Fiasco

Tetsuo & Youth

2015

waterfall
A more torturing, a water boarding barbie doll
A river of women like a brazilian carnival
Swimming in feminine bikinis made out of barbasol

trees
Fade into them you do everything boyfriends do

Laid out on the faking green, can't groove can't party
Can't stand to drink when I gotta pee in

and pride in my actions
Move too fast I hope you don't crash
Grooves don't last unless you gon pass
Say something fast embrace conversation
Life in the breath

'cause Kim got love and affection
Let me shoot it off in your direction
Only if you pass the inspection, the bassline
Meet me in the mezzanine
Matter

on God
He knows my destiny
Wading In The Water (Hey Hey, Oh)

Yea (whoo, Hey Hey, Oh)
Pop ya back (whoo, Hey Hey, Oh)
Feel the groove
Whoah (whoo, Hey Hey,

The side I love
Southside and it ain't gon change
Niggas like us gon change the game
With street fame living untamed
In a wide frame drop fin to swang

the God in me
And I want you to see, I can walk on water
Thousand miles from shore, I can float on the water
Father, hold me close, don't let me drown
I

do you fancy for Christmas then
Kim Wilde as usual, kidding myself though aren't I
It's hopeless really it's pathetic I suppose in a way
It is yeah,

Lyrically equipped to flip a party in a ditch
Live by a code that the youngings don't know
Where a man is a man and we still don't snitch
Spent hours in

groove
Then you know what that prove
Man, it can't be us

If the words they said
Ain't stuck in your head
And the content's dead
You know that ain't us

If

gotta do is lay a groove to set the mood
Now girl I wrote this song
Inspired by the love we making all night long
Cause girl I wrote this song
Made

the rain
Waiting for flowers coming in May
Let the water tap me on the brain
By the way, hey girl what's your name
April Showers I'm singing in the rain

with her friendship
Jewels, DVD, Raheem murdered by Bishop
Paid in full, no disappearance, dealers be switchin'
[?] clip rich then snitch, tellin'

dirty south   florida water   general chicago   nigga cemetery 
 
the consensual validity of gone off in the muck, 
spread all out with style but no

to
Busy watching DVD's 24/7
Ain't even time for the D.A.D.'s going to heaven
There was the method of dealing
A fine method if you lived in the hood
Was done

impossible
She call me when she need me
But I'm not Kim Possible
She call me we get freaky
Told her meet me by the lake
Baby get your knee deep
Ain't no need