Lyrics:
don't know us
But they wanna leave with me, 'cause my wrist is frozen
Hold up
Coke and rum don't combine for a good night
No soda in a cup, shot glass,
motherfucker's could never do
The things I, The R the Y, the
A the N, Daz D did bitch
You couldn't ever fade me i'm not a sucker
I treat you like a serious trick
to get better
Never compelled by checks
My soul obsessed with this music
Truly never forget
Gotta keep it moving , never losing steps
I ain't living with
the same damn thing
That is life, we are free
All we need is one another to coexist peacefully
I do good things for people to earn money
I do good things
you warm
'Cause I never met anyone like you before
And I can give you more, uh
I'm good in the morning to the crack of sunlight
But my agony continues
Good Italian iron they said she'd never go down.
So there's ol' Jack standin' on the bottom,
Got everything he owns wrapped on up in that diaper
cellmate thinks I'm sexy
I'd give anything to be back on my bus
I'm hiding in my bunk but he's climbing on up
Swears all he wants me to do is sing him
Kobe and his daughter
They came here post-mortem
Good they never saw coronavirus or
George Floyd getting caught up
Choked up, hold up, I'm almost outta
And I confess that just when I thought I could really try to get away
Or have another woman on the side
But I never knew that it would catch up with
skipping like a DVD
Tryna hit my head to reset it like old TV screens
But I'd never forget it, what a creepy scene
When it's floating above the bedspread
was rollin' by...
Give yourself up
We will not harm you
Or hurt you, neither
I said the years was rollin' by . . .
You'll see now!
There
believe the half
It’s all good though
Ima lay it out right here
Cmon
Gripping on some tides of faith I get silky
You can never give up on me that’s gone
I wanna give you a feeling
A feeling that's thrilling
Spiritual healing yea
I wanna do all the things you like
I wanna love you and never fight
I'm
of the nation
Do the right thing, lay the foundation
To all the single mothers Salt-N-Pepa said, "Keep your head up"
I know it gets hard sometimes but never let
Whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
(Pick it up)
Whoa
(Pick it up)
Whoa
(Pick it up)
Whoa
5... 4... Yeah
When I’m logged in
Man I’m good in any hood
(Yeah)
to the west coast, all my bitches
Yo, chickens is good for pluckin'
So I'm stickin' bitches fuckin'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin'
Give 'em dick,
to the west coast, all my bitches
Yo, chickens is good for pluckin'
So I'm stickin' bitches fuckin'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin'
Give 'em dick,
Day before you went to jail and daily
How we'd wait for that mail lady
Or by the phone for Mom to call
And I watched you pull yourself up and we
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
isn’t even funny (Nope!)
When I’m with this girl I’m never packin blue balls
The only thing she ever gives me is black and blue balls (Pow Pow!)
She hit
of a farmer (he never knew they were just an average family), she was a very hardworking girl things became very complicated for her when her parents realized
when to play hard and when to play easy
Believe me, George and Weezy couldn't move up this fast
I'm lappin' everybody can't tell if I'm first or last
woman (oh)
Gon' get a good look 'cause she fine (uh-huh)
And I don't mind 'cause she mine (say what?)
Only thing that keeps me up (up), when I'm
good to see you smile
You can finally put down that cup
Things are really looking' up
Welcome you back in our home
You'll never have to feel alone
But
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