Lyrics:
Baby mama drama, screamin' on her
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's
Gotten me to the point I'm like a snail
I've got
time a man from tulsa challenged pierre for her rose's hand,
Now he lies below the the bitter snow in this wild and savage land.
Some nights when
the energy, won't stop 'til I'm finished
I want everything, I want it all
I want the world to be held in my palms
I wanna be heard up in the heavens by God
I
a clip load, ni##as don't want smoke, Pull up let the sticks blow, make a ni##a get low,
I had my fair share in the ghetto, in sabal palm sleeping
by the taco truck on 21st by the bricks
I'm a villanova baby before I rap I drove mercedes
Project nigga with a good girl she went to UC davis
Her
the fake and the phony na na na na na
I fell in love with rap when I was seven
By the seventh grade my class mates thought my rapping was impressive
Ch ch
bad later I'm on this liquor.
She always had me in the heart I ain't have to trick her.
Me and your girl yeah will never part and that's the kicker.
came to reshape my inner-city landscape
And fate put this mic in my palms
I'm a rebel with a cause, a protector of the art
From the start I knew
Cherry stem with her mouth she could tie in a knot
Favorite trick she does, one in ten that she's got
Making friends, setting trends, hardly
(Verse 1)
took a vibe out for the weekend she like
Wow.. Hands down bussin down she gettin wild she ask me how I want her and when and Im like Now
yea
Grippin when I’m Inside ya
Let me talk to you
Slide in, get on top of you
Verse 1
Yea tongue on her clit
Leave a pool full of spit
Pull my
dyin'"
Oh, the Preacher called for Doctor Hall
And the good man he came flyin'
He looked in her eyes and he held her hand
And he said, "This poor
Baby, cut off the lights, let our hands talk tonight
There's things that need to be said, we can't say it in a text
Got good love to be made, take
motion
Hot sultry dancing, steppers stepping, to summertime in the Chi
Since the moment that I peeped her, she was my Mamacita
She was sitting by the pool
water, make it lock
I went poor to make it out
I stayed by the governor house
I done found another route
Like her, she don't run her mouth
Plastic,
But God in all his wisdom
Busted through a maiden head
The apostles visit now and then
But I can't get their hands uncurled
By the spikes hammered
You use to call me
When it was late
Made no time
Was too busy getting paid
As the years went by
Need her by my side
Told me its too late
Shawty
right now tonight
She's holding these lonely hands of mine
She's holding the hands that once held you so tight
She smiles each time I call her by your
need to know if you really know
What you've done to the way that I live, what I miss
You got me in the palm of your hand
Won't let go, but I'm stuck in
skin
But im tired and I want you let it end
I dont wanna see you as just my friend
And I miss you in the palm of my hands
I’m empty but im holding
at some palm trees
They say truth hurts but I done fell in love with the pain
Don't do nun for your fam but you do it for the fame
Put my heart in this shit
skin
But i'm tired and I want you let it end
I don't wanna see you as just my friend
And I miss you in the palm of my hands
I’m empty but im holding
I'll find comfort
Knowing that I have her outstretched palm
through the good and the night
But you'll keep on journeying
You'll keep on journeying
to get her back
But I'm still dancing in the palm of her hand
Oh yeah
And I know I had you girl
But I can't be your world
And I just can't control
The way
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