Lyrics:
partner in crimes
I see the fire in your eyes
Get me lifted in high times
At high tide, ready down for the ride
I see the passion in your eyes
Can't nickel
The people at your parties
Were not all powerful
The kids you all abused
Were silenced by the law
The ones who helped you out
Rewarded for their crimes
One is
kitty sit
Beauty a crime that she commit, do splits on it like aerobics
We getting lit, that ouzo drip, drip, but she can handle it
The way she dip up
preservation up in Cali
My partners of mine are skyballin' out of control
But I ain't feelin that part of the game so slow your roll
And pump your brakes for
you in the blind, str-8 paralysed from ya spine
A partner of organised crime
Ya hear it all the time but now ya gotta hear it from the truth
'Til my
your my partner in crime
The only one I trust with secrets i hide
The only one I rush to get back to at night
I know you understand why I left you
We Blend Together So Fine,
In This Rap Of Love, You're My Partner In Crime.
You Bring Sunshine To My Days,
Like A Ray In The Dark,
With You, My Love
the Transatlantic, the damage deep as agua is
Nah, this ain't my strap, this my partner's shit
Baby, where I stay, we all be sharin' guns like Sasuke
Tell baby I
a grade
Kinky hair tightly bound in a braid
Baby hairs by my side
Give a fuck 'bout a fade
I'm in it for the long run
I let you lames have a day
Crime rate
Hot Right Now
Hey Hey! All my people in the place
Looking for home cooking we the needle in the hay
From the CA do it all night and day
Ballin
I've seen love
That isn't cupid, that isn't blind
I need a partner in good and not a partner in crime
I've read poetry and I've wrote it
Been
isn't cupid that isn't blind
I need a partner in good
And not a partner in crime
I've read poetry and I've wrote it
Been prepared
And I have been
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
the rank outsider,
You can be my partner in crime.
But baby, I can't stay,v You got to roll me and call me the tumblin',
Roll me and call me the tumblin'
the whole town, feds kick the door down
Organized crime, that's a 5 to 99
In court gettin' judged by a twelve whites
Who never had to struggle in
They God
[Clapping]
Say what?
that's right
Thank you, thank you, thank you
[Laughing]
Uh right now, Ima bring a special guest in
He gon' rip it for me, like
know a lot of fiends by they first name
Living in Queens, a lot of cats getting stuck for they chains
Holding dirty guns, the young owe dirty ones
niggas don't know, about FNO, them niggas on go
We lit in the party, we lit in the city, I'm runnin' this shit, might as well call me Ricky
I stand on my
in your mouth more than your spit?
I really encourage my haters to talk
Throwin' that shade only keepin' me lit, huh
Stayed down 'til I came up
I
Uh-uh-uh-mmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep that shit on Twitter
Y'all ain't lit, y'all litter
Keep that shit in your shitter
Or eat that shit,
Yeah, I got to tell you one thing
It's been on my mind, girl I gotta say
We're partners in crime
You got that certain something
What you do to me
mean you my pa'tner in crime
Like that check this out let's let 'em know summin'
You know niggas should've been plugged up
From L.A.
mean you my pa'tner in crime
Like that check this out let's let 'em know summin'
You know niggas should've been plugged up
From L.A.
nah I'm sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (that's my partner in crime, nah I'm sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka
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