Lyrics:
however had
resisted these solicitations and was now warned of
some impending danger. He managed to make his way to
the sacred ground by cloaking his
And the only way to fix it is to give me some ass
I got a three piece suit on sitting at my desk
I kinda need a shave but my body smell fresh
You're wearing
editor
Like I took credit
Call that jagged edges
Have you heard an Arabian
Flex like he work in a gymnasium
Do acts like I was an alien
And my bars is hard
couldn't get far
'Cause a man with a tow truck repossessed my car
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head, ha-ha-ha-ha
couldn't get far
'Cause a man with a tow truck repossessed my car
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head, ha-ha-ha-ha
my 97 bumping After da Kappa
This the type of shit that she be Downloadin from Napster
Fuck you and your bitch and This is way after
Yeah
And this is
the 'yes man'
I'm in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants
She on a Jubilee call me the X-man
Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand
I got the whole club
Poppin' bottles in the club (In the club)
Feel like dynamite, the way I'm blowin' up (Blowin' up)
If you wanna' party, then pull up (Brr)
Been
some time with me you better start coming up with a new kind of way to make me rich
If I had a dollar for every time a hoe wasted my time
I'd probably
And your jagged edges leave scars on all the friends you turned on and attacked
You said you didn't care about anything that I went through
Don't treat me
boots, singing
Erykah Badu to herself
Leaning her head against the window
And thank you to the way my father one time came back in a dream
By
Problem
I just wanna solve em
Please say you're sorry
Cause its cutting with the jagged edge
You never knew me at all
Don't Try To Change Me
Not even
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
lives every time I try to drink wine
Caught up on the jagged edges
Now you can get some sort of measure as to where my head is
I need your presence
I
Too many nights we spent faded
Hearts edge-jagged like I walked outta heaven
And all the glitters isn't gold babe
You never find love by the way you
tight, don't let the bedbugs bite
Keep a razor blade or
Jagged-edge butcher knife
Street life - don't catch them lead slugs
Strike or get struck like
Trying to find nostalgic threads to sell
Walk away feeling like I should have never dressed myself
Sincerely I was never on the cutting edge, my hand was
of the plotline
Ain't no ringer on my phone, going dolo
If you got a problem, just call up the hotline
Thumb flickering, come in the club kickin it
Rolling my
the edges of your eyes
And in the shade of corners
Can you keep a secret?
They'll come after me if they ever notice
You've probably guessed by now
But I
(It's gross!)
Give me the loot and I'll dash
We in that Jag and it's fast
Pass me the cash
Jagged edge of my past
But we past that
Only show love if
some
brains leaking off my baseball bat
It's gonna be a murder after midnight
You can say it was a killin by
a lunatic
It's gonna be a murder after
nigga Ice Cube (right)
Now check this out, I'm in downtown Detroit (alright)
On my way to the club (right)
I find out, that the bitch I'm text
I how I feel it
My head is usually going in first, I stay on the deep end
I'm on my way to get reset
I'm lower east, she upper west
She count on me
Jagged edges like a ham pie
I'm getting cheese now where's the damn Rye
She need my wishes, my command right? Right?
I tell my man I can't wait for
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