Lyrics:
in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. Clinton, shit
It's
Send me ya love
Send it in a text message
Gimme me ya love
Long as you bless it
Send me ya love
Send it in a text message
Gimme me ya love
Gimme me
send you out one by one
If I need it sung, can you sing it loud?
Gonna send you two by two
Outta the ark, into the wild blue
Gonna come along by your
Yea I can't understand
I've been building by myself as a lonely man
Yea I can't understand
Maybe I'll never understand
Yea I can't understand
I've
but he can still eat the booty
Brian McKnights tight
Joe is lookin kinda slow
and oh what about D'Angelo
I want some of that brown sugar and what
watch
letters all by heart
I read them everyday
They seem as easy to erase
As words are to unsay
Oh, send me back my lovers moon
And stars that shine above
survive so will it we created life
In your thighs, a fountain of youth if drown in it I live twice
In the case that I'm overcome by the current then let me
send grace with in this place.
We know it's not by power or strength
But by your presence (lord send your presence)
And every battle you will win
the pussy, matter of fact, nah, we just give and go
She said, how'd that feel? My ass gon' start singing D'Angelo
Diamonds bustin', bring it back, bitch
My
If I close my ears
To the feeble cry
Of the poor man's child
As he passes by me
I can mark Your word
There will come a time
When my cries will fall
only plays by the tens on the 1 and 2
Hook (x4)
We can do it too
Funkanella, funkanella
[Killer Mike]
A knot to remove your crew of those
through the lonely nights
Just getting by
Livin' prayer to prayer
It's so hard to be apart this time of year
The ones you love should be near
Ha
As if I'd ever be confined by they limits
And timid intentions
They scared of greatness but it's just one of my interests
Just something I
& Pepa, I take it to the next platoe niggaz scream nay what
dis Brown Sugar like D`Angelo I make it better fo` fantanics fienin
for da Buttaz Boo like
ahead on the top like a totem pole
I’m number one like D’Angelo
What I spit is dope; overdose
You know my drip is on overload
Let’s go
And if they want it
Darling, you send me
Darling, you send me
I know you send me
Honest you do, honest you do
Honest you do, whoa
You thrill me
Darling you thrill me
I
shit up like Muhammad
It's not what you think yeah you miss if you blink
And the 40 will smoke you like crackheads
I'm EeKay D'Angelo, don't screw it up
coat No confetti
Blunt heavy
Born to get it Born to fly
Head in sky
Passed these niggas 1000 times
Ride or die by my side tell no lies
But I know she
Rag Dol
But I play Casanova
So how does it feel like my name was D'Angelo
Creepin on the D-L
But'cha can't let go
Why does something bad feel so good
Ball on these nigga's like Kobe
And this lil' beat it's by Kob
Ball on these nigga's like Kobe
And this lil' beat its by Kob
These nigga's they broke
a phone by the mirror
Then she'll probably say that it's okay
Let me get your mathmatics, Gurl
I'mma have to have it, Gurl
Gonna text you and sex you
up the pre-vo last year
We hit the road with Rage, Guru and Primo
Cypress, D'Angelo, shit's Jurassic (hey!)
Kweli and all top notch acts, keep it
up the pre-vo last year
We hit the road with Rage, Guru and Primo
Cypress, D'Angelo, shit's Jurassic (hey!)
Kweli and all top notch acts, keep it
it's the purpose of the Lord and His will that will stand
Lord can you send a proverb my way?
Send a proverb, send a proverb, send a proverb
My way, my
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