Lyrics:
thank just a broken wish
Step up step up, and buy a ticket now
You may not win but, you should still stick around
Excuse the elephant in the room when you
to the middle to the top
The hottest mother fucker in the whole damn block
Do my thing and the girls watch
Honey, honey see me
Behind my Game Boy
I got
reflect me in some way
I look at them to see myself
To judge my life by someone else
The metaphors within replete:
The mirrors are the people that I met
by design
Kelly green buds
And the rain floods
Streets are ankle deep
Petals in books to keep
(And to keep rereading)
Springtime is by design
Spring
then we snuk upstairs
Step by step with a hint of fear
We got into my room, bitch started to scream
Momma busted in with a fucked up scene
Shirt
I've been driving 'round in my car
Rolled down the window beside ya
Blaring out loud of the broken speaker
(Everyday be listening to 90's music)
I've been driving 'round in my car
Rolled down the window beside ya
Blaring out loud of the broken speaker
(Everyday be listening to 90's music)
Turning up like pretty things in the Philippines taking shots
My raps are killing dreams like some guillotines in the Renaissance
If you can't do it better
down the info we will be in touch
I really got the heat like summer seasoning
Think he my family, went by the Sun
May not be slimey but I'm on the run
your honey
Pants on her slim fit
Lights in the room dim lit
And I'm feelin' on your booty on some R Kelly and Lil Kim shit
Pants on her slim fit
Lights
your honey
Pants on her slim fit
Lights in the room dim lit
And I'm feelin' on your booty on some R Kelly and Lil Kim shit
Pants on her slim fit
Lights
loose just,
Put down ya drinks so we can two step
[Verse 1]
Hit the club with my stunna's on
Baby I came to party, who ya rubbin on
Rock with me in
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
This the grill what up get em Pace
Lets get 'em in
Girls are like little boys
I'm Michael Jackson I touch em
Guns are like flat tires to
Me I fricken'
FREE RIDE
Words and Music by Dominic T. Kelly
Just sit back and buckle
Got my world packed up in this pick-up truck
Headed out west gonna make my
Step, step, side to side
Round and round, da da da
Separate bring it back
Step in the name of love
Ha-ha, I had to hit that R Kelly on em
and find ways to get by
While the know it alls roam the street, knowing they lie
I'm with the Scritti P O L I T T I
Tryin' to fly like R Kelly in the belly
crunk in this motherfucker
And our niggaz wit' a miami boy
And I still like to play wit' my tonka toy
I'm a toys are us kid, yes I is
You can't be
some gigs and carts,
Led by some farmers with lightness in their hearts.
"These are but the shadows of the things that have been"
Said the spirit: "We
finna cherry pick
Niggas be weirdos with hoes on that R Kelly shit
Got beef w a nigga we gon bury it by digging a ditch
Everybody on my dick now my balls
[MACK DADDY: Chris Kelly]
Heh yeah
Wassup yall
This the M-A-C
Of course I got my nigga D-A-double D
And you know I got the homey Chris to the Terry
miss
I saw you from across the room
And I got to admit that you got my attention
You're making me want to say yo
I know you're tryin' to leave but
nuts
G'd Up, squad up
Hayes Bitch
Dripping off the wrist
On my fist
Diamonds cool, bliss
She gon switch
To me when she see this
Now you mad (aw)
R.Kelly
the next
Step in the master plan
Started hitting the studios
Start to feel like the man
I took me a break and they said
I wouldn't come back
Well look at me
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