Lyrics:
where your mask?" she said she antibody (bitch)
Wipe off your lips, stop kissin' everybody (bitch)
Shake that ass like Megan, you a hottie (hah)
She
oh
I'll get you home by a decent time
Wait, fuck yo' bed you can sleep in mine, yeah
Let's make it happen, girl, I need some time
Speakin' of time,
My love she is a gentlewoman
Has her living by the seam
I know how she has provided
This night for me and my foot-groom
He is gone to Annie's door
It was a Sunday night around 8:30 pm
I was rollin' by myself in the Benz leavin to a park
Bangin' some of the homie fattone's classic shit
So I'm
sittin' on green, feel I need a lawn chair,
Niggas got a Fu Gees, I'll exceed Lauren Hill now.
Miseducated by record labels I elevated to a higher level
so
the C-P-T
So here we go again with part 3 of the script
Makin bitch made niggaz bite they lip, when we dip
So tell me how the phuck do it feel
Tah get hit wit
Lips meet teeth and tongue
My heart skips eight beats at once
If we were meant to be, we would have been by now
See what you wanna see, but all I
Tuberose and two lips
On the boxes you ripped
From the holes in your skin
Hit the road and get rich
Or stay home and get broke
It's your choice in
(scrape)
Slow it down, drop a four in a two liter
Yeah, rain drop drip drop, make my lip pop
Yeah, strip club bitch, I make her hips drop
Drop, tryna
on the back porch
I put my class ring by the cross on your gold chain
You backed my back against those cedar clapboards
My lips ain't never been kissed that
hold 'em is what they told em
And poda-be motor yodeling sick-and ain't gettin over it
Sick at the lip and watch 'em clown, look at 'em clown, clown
left and right
Workin hard to blow up, now you wanna show up
With your stretch mark titties and pussy lips all towed up
I heard you got married, that
But when the drive-by hit this is the main route
What the fuck is my problem nigga?
I got a glock seventeen better gobble them
So why should I trip,
The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderly
The trembling trees embraced the breeze tenderly
Then you and I came wandering by
And lost in
MCs, how? To rhyme first
Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by
The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderly
The trembling trees embraced the breeze tenderly
Then you and I came wandering by
And lost in
Man lives
In a sun lit world
Of what he believes to be reality
But
There is unseen by most
An underworld that is just as real
But not as brightly lit
fortune said that I'll be pimping you and your pussy juice
Super sweet, sell a trick a treat, hope your lips in shape
Cause you worked your feet as you
love my watch, Audemars like
Smacked her ass hard like
Smiled back, bit her bottom lip, ma like
Then she kiss her teeth, cha like
She want in my
don't know me
No you don't know the one
Who dreams of you each night
And longs to kiss your lips
And longs to hold you tight
To you I'm just a friend
Cell by cell and frame by frame
Names, dates, it's all immaterial:
We big dicks sick rhyme killer like cereal
I burn like venereal
Spit that imperial
by the fact
Nigga's telling too much
It's a shame how these nigga's
Always jelling in such
You can't handle the truth
The words that we speak
It's time
look like they
Always smell onions
Ride by the elementary and kids cussin'
And it's nothin' new to us you could do to us
So get your weapon or player
for self
Catch me in the 'rarri by my self
Dare just buy my low leaf fuck your health
(yeah)
Nigga turna, nigga turna, nigga turn up!
Nigga widda blue
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