Lyrics:
Some are silk and some are leather
They're the faces of the stranger
But we love to try them on
Well, we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
you lame cause lame shit is cool to you
Screech ass nigga saved by the bell
Hood nigga eating on oodles and noodles
When I say 8 ball that like its pool
now I'm tapped in (Tapped in)
Breaking out my shell I was trapped in
She ain't want me back then
Now she see I'm getting to them backends
She gon' let
To you I'm just another dude
***V2***
No face no case like I don't know it's you
Wait let me talk to em
For you girl I'll feature my damn self
Don't want
Drop the Needle
INTRO
The Maestro
Fresh Wes
The symphony
Is in full effect
[Maestro Fresh Wes]
Let your backbone slide
Let it slip, let the rhythm
Ah yeah ah yeah ah yeah
Ah yeah ah yeah yeah
Get that
Money talk
Stack it up
Bag walk
Stay down
Ten Toes
Came up
I rose
They hate
On who
We bank
Not
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
on a swivel cuz ya swag so cold
You body's perfect like it's crafted by the Gods
I try to keep it classy but you make it so hard
These niggas in my ear them
life, Styrofoam cups, no ice
Party 'fore we go inside
Never let 'em out my sight, they're right by my side
Them my ride-or-dies, them my ride-or-dies
ayy
Yeah
Let the pot bubble in this bitch, I got Some real ones in the cut, don't start No trouble in this bitch
Ayy,
Take your bitch down the silk
is different/
Not playing I'm being for real I gotta put that ring on it/
say less let's talks , let's talk less/
no more playing for me girl/
let's
hey you better let that rock go
Cause in real life Goliath wins
And then sells all the silk that the widow spins.
[Chorus]
Bitches and hoes,
United Gathering Souls
Here we go, roll up some more Phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thuggin' immortalized, let's get high,
It's them
please for the DJ
Giving you a party like a summer sorta okay
Let's see those hands in the air
And wave them around like you just don't care come
I switch
To some fly shit, like some silk suits by Paul Smith
And purchase some kicks by Kenneth Cole
Cop a Hilfiger, or Polo goose, for when it's
Morant
So he got a Glock
Go tell them niggas they not my opps
I'll go buy they block
Nobody move, somebody move, somebody shot
I'm rockin' rude
That's silk
No serial numbers on the side, they was rubbed out
I give you a blood bath, then I let the blood out
Pull the stopper out of the bottom and drain
We doin' this shit solo
Dig it?
Cold game (cold game), new twist (new twist)
My niggaz step back and let me do this (do this)
'Cause I'm that 5-0
think it's time we give them something they can talk about, yeah
Let's do this tonight, yeah
Let's do this tonight
Ain't no telling how much longer we'll
come through drinking lean
And I ain't gonna cough
I'mma let them boys know how far I can go
I'ma just wreck down on the fucking down low
Keep my shit
come through drinking lean
And I ain't gonna cough
I'mma let them boys know how far I can go
I'ma just wreck down on the fucking down low
Keep my shit
know what I'm sayin?
The God ca-diver, in the streets of Iris.
We talk about sex, money and drugs.
(Ruled by power.) And why'all cats don't know
What
Silk fleeces, Jesus pieces, here's my memoir, I need your thesis
After I've read chapter five in the S6, still side by side
Yes, I told her that her
.jpg/225px-Gale_Garnett_(1964).jpg "Gale Garnett")
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