Lyrics:
Ah the Butcher comin', nigga
We gotta turn this shit up
I’m the one I'm the nigga
That all these niggas wanna
Be, they ain't gon’ say
Nothin' on they
Feeling the planets align
Loving the wonderful vibes
Damn, the day's getting hotter
How 'bout we cool it down and kiki right by the water?
Chill al fresco
And from city hall comes the wire that said simply boo'
Here comes the judge, here comes the judge, judge to judge
Well I think by now you know how leftists
Now I'm back without a grasp of reality
Finally see the realism of life in actuality
Finding myself terrified by my own infernality
If I'm gonna rap,
the time that we spent
But I can give some to the bartender
Well I need to go home but if I go through that door
I'll probably end up with you by the morning
pray, make it wonderful The good and righteous sing their hymns The crimpoline dresses who have no sins Christians by day, killers in war
pray, make it wonderful
The good and righteous sing their hymns
The crimpoline dresses who have no sins
Christians by day, killers in war
pray, make it wonderful
The good and righteous sing their hymns
The crimpoline dresses who have no sins
Christians by day, killers in war
on my jones but I can't figure out
Whether I should be inside or with my head in the clouds
Or maybe listening to songs that fill my head with the doubt
this fetty and I'm talking by the mill
Ok
Same mothafucka got you got
Be the same mothafucka want your spot
And the cold part about it is they know that
Yeah
Oh na na de na na na na yeah
Ooouuuu
MBROOOOWN, yeah
On the realest sound, yeah
MBrown on the realest sound, ay
You know that you're priceless
my nigga, you can ass it
My accessorize accessories bring
Out my assets
Nigga they sound on acid, tablets
Stussy’s G-Shock with my custom
Pair of 3D
kite
They tried to take us for clowns
Sparked by a wire
The Devil's whip makes a similar sound
They burnt down my crazy town
Katherine spoke to Jesus
rather think it through' play it by ear
Trading with caution
She won't admit that she need me
I want it all now i'm greedy (greedy)
There's enough here
just a martian ain't nobody else on this
Planet i know see i live by my only where my
Cheese nigga where my maccoroni baby i get up
In that ass and act
like Atlantic Starr
New Birth, Wildflower was that jamming shit by far
And Eddie Kendricks' voice will have you singing in your car
I know, I know, I
I am not merely an economic unit, I am human
How far off are we that, that can sound confusing?
I wanna strive for more, but oftentimes, I don't
Stanley by God Terry knew exactly how it felt
To play a George Jones song in a white leather belt
With matching shoes, polyester blues
At the Pine
Tom Jones?
I've never had a Burger Joe
Had flipped and fried up on his own
Put your meat into the pan
A barbecue for all the land
But you can't serve
Adam Walsh
Your image faker than the hair on Diana Ross
Too far gone inside my art form
Worshipping the ground that I walk on, that's cool
But while
that it? Nope!
Purple Rain by Prince
Blues Traveler Four
Toto One and Four
Riot Brand New Eyes by Paramore
Father John Misty Fear Fun
Talking Heads
the scrolls
Then months later it was, then years later it was
Written on loose leaf, that old formula
That was stolen by a new thief
The journalist watched it,
changing mine
And she's a libertine, and tape every Fri'
So the answer's no when you're a party hoe
Can't love a thot that probably fucked Tom
Dick and Harry
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
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