Lyrics:
If I were a betting man
I'd say she's headed south by now
Didn't even look twice when her white car passed my house
She said she's all done with
Me
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
Performed by Prince
Spoke 2 me
I can't believe it but she spoke 2 me
Close 2 me
I never thought I'd get her close 2 me
Now the moon and the sun
a bullet when you passed by
Lately I think it's funny how
If you'd stuck around I'd be dead or dour
From your lack of motivation to do me right
Or from
God's on my shoulder trynna turn my brain on
But the devil is my best friend he's turning me off
I killed all my friends and the mystery still
Cold heart, still fresh, crome-heart jeans
She on beans it's slimey green
I make her leave that's by all means
Baby tell me what your plan is, i'm
I'm doin' my dance (Like)
And he packin', I know by his pants (Grrah)
He a rapper, but don't got a chance
Stuck in my ways so I'm lovin' my bands (Damn)
on the shore
As we were sneakin' through that door
Had to leave by half past 4
Still I yearned to touch you more and more
It was war, can't predict
cause she was fuckin' up my energy
Will I ever fall in love? I guess that's still a mystery
Is it too late for me to be accepted by this industry
I'm just
she still be saying hey
She be moving round got her way just like JFK
Ask her when she's free she said not until mid may
Got these fucking diamonds
don't want nobody to console her
But she ain't happy when they don't
She'll beg and plead for forgiveness
Still wondering what she did wrong
ct night
Zeni is a mystery, i like to play a secret hand
It's not like- I need to, but see Zeni she's a gambling fan
Zeni fights for freedom from depression
Looking real good to a bad bitch
I really want to see what ger talent
I think I'm a dick to her, massive
But she wouldn't get approved by the masses
Tried
We still homies at the end of the day
Believe dat
No No No
I don't wanna know it
She got him where she want him
And he's too lost to know it (know it)
whatchu do
Lovin the painting im blue
Bluefaces amazing the places we view
She Rollin up that sticky got them thicky thys
She said she wanna kick it cause
to humble me, now I got humility
You not gon' find another me. The life I live a mystery
Got the luxury, but still I value the simplicity
Suddenly they wanna
but they still be missin' me
Raised her tone, but I gave her a pass
If she got no class, she don't exist to me
It ain't none to put some in my past
I
She was still new so I didn't care
I was still blue from ear to ear
From previous experience of heartbreak
I was still in my dark days
But -
hataz
It be lookin so good that ima prolly fall in love
Money u bring me trouble
But I still think I love you
[Verse 2]
Shes as black as a African
of the Warm Heart's priceless unique beauty
Perfectly placed in this pretty part of the world by the Almighty
I mean, ain't so sure whether or not she's
She's got bitching blonde hair
And big blue eyes
Our tour bus hit her now she's paralysed
I saw her sittin' by the stairs
Crying in her wheelchair
gone
Smiles you used to dance and sing around
Now were replaced by frowns
And it was up to me to solve the mystery
And get back the disc jockey
I found
there every Sunday when I was doin' time
And sent a letter every Monday just to ease my mind
To let a nigga know that pussy cat was still mine
by
That secret was a mystery they
Talked about so long
How each Christmas eve those gifts showed
Up outside the children's home
That was forty years
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