Lyrics:
a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And you'll stand out, in buttons and bows.
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love
on the body of a real woman
And that's bae, tell by how you looking you ain't even bout to play
And I ain't playing either get them panties out the way
Baby
be long 'til
Im caught in your web of love
You're closing in like a tarantula
The silk bed you spun
Has got me twisted by your sweet venom
Your
I wish I woke up in Milan
Draped in silk Louis Vuitton
Worthlessly gilded by the sun
Then I'd be someone
I wish I drove a new Mulsanne
Or drank
that's what I like, that's what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
the lavender room
Make love in the mornings
And in the afternoons
Red hot sun, white umbrella shade
Silks and linens laid by chambermaids
We'll close up
Break them bowls out the box, u know we rolling up the shake/ even moving snow flakes, long live pushing weight/meeting papi at the docks, silk
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that's what I like,
[Silk]
Yo Kl, what the motherfucking deal nigga
Fuck you make some shit like this for
This shit too motherfucking hard
We just goin' put this
the spots with the burglar bars
Still keep the choppas by the door (by the door)
B-I-G, put your bottles and your buss downs up
If you fuck with Big Sno
and he sent it
I call on the father I know that he listens
I try to stick by him I don't want no distance
My team is the greatest whole squad full
This is my introduction
Imma start it off by saying something
That might come off as insane
The world’s got a problem
And i think it’s
A lack
Let me start this off by sayin I am far from perfect
And I don't mean that I'm terrible and an awful person
It's just that people didn't help me when
an actor just reading lines written by a ghost
Your jaws be jumpin but sayin nothin man let it go
Don't want my lyrical fingers wrappin around ya throat
Man
The way I'm moving I turn nothing into something
Thought I told you I don't need no introduction
I think I'm doing just fine yeah
Music that I'm
introduction
In the function
Bitch I know you want this but it's all mine
This my function
Got the potion
Bitch I made this by myself
yeah
Chorus
Ain’t no introductions
I ain’t kissing nothing
Bitch wanna see me in jail
(Ha)
Forty Im bussin, I’m finger fuckin
This the fire man
that presents the main idea or argument of a piece of writing. It is typically one sentence that appears at the end of the introduction and sets
tryna stay cool and be chill
But i see that they want me to drill
Fuck all the chattin just pass me da steel
Introduction to Villy the Vill
Grabba been
can't be workin' no regular nine to five
Only workin' for me, look
I don't got time for the function
Slavin' and never not workin', need plaques by
and enjoy the living rooms
By the lifeguard station by the coral reefs
Hallelujah, heaven, hell and all in between
There's no clothes to wear
And there's
the whip long
Designed for rhyme crime, nigga, jail time jiggas
Them niggas up in hype Vigors lighting niggas
Silks Wally wear Figaro chain, yeah
Jakes
the whip long
Designed for rhyme crime, nigga, jail time jiggas
Them niggas up in hype Vigors lighting niggas
Silks Wally wear Figaro chain, yeah
Jakes
I was sittin' by the bank on a hollow stump
When I thought I heard me a bullfrog jump
Turned around and sure enough there
He sat
He said excuse me,
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