Lyrics:
too many ways that you flaunt it
Time after time just makin me want it
Having my body filled up with lust
Owning closets full of shoes & clothes is
There's too many ways that you flaunt it
Time after time just makin me want it
Having my body filled up with lust
Owning closets full of shoes
Pony by Ginuwine
Let me see that thong, thong, thong, thong, thong
You can ride my pony like Ginuwine
Tu eres mi obsesión
Uh oh uh oh
Te escribí esta
Waking up on Crenshaw
Without my toolie on me
Paranoid because there's two cars
I see 'em pullin' on me
Okay, I know today gon' be the day
I see that
I'm talking about my style
(I am the flyest there is, and now)
I'm (yeah) talking about my style (I'm talking, talking, I'm talking to ya)
(Let me tell
could be pimpin
What's the difference
We were almost there
Were we different
Where the fuck you go
How the fuck you really just went ghost on me
I get it
blow[00:16.90]Still got that Newport lit tho[00:19.72]Smellin gas in the blunt I rolled[00:21.93]Put on instrumental know I'm gonna flow[00:24.66]Freestyling is
This instrumental reminds me of…
This instrumental reminds me of…
It reminds me of Sing About Me by Mr. Lamar
It sort of sounds like a funeral
But it
INDEPENDeNT
{HOOK}
Niggas don't help..
[Im all by myself]
Bitches don't help..
[Im all by myself]
Ima get it how I did it by myself..
[Im all by
the outside world
I want to feel safe and calm
but fear has started the alarm
b. The outside world (instrumental)
c. Safe spot
I recognize it when it is
Well we did and years later we got it still
Gave you my bio, "Under Construction 1 and 2"
Hundred percent, Ginuwine, that was from me to you
I'm makin
a find ??? with Ginuwine ability to keep it coming
Now when your butt's running I'll be there to get ya (ahhh)
I play like Kodak and get the picture
I'm
at home, and
Wait until he return my call, and
Why is it that he don't trust me
Is it that he's the one messing up, see
I should be the one
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
killing my prey
Growing steadily easier each one I'd slay
By blood and by battle, making my way
Unto the breach and into the fray
When I play
There is
me squeeze it, let me squeeze it
When she take it to the floor, I want to hit it from the back
Let me squeeze it, let me squeeze it
Juicy J is pimpy
by day
Oh, I'm losing your love, don't you think I know
It's a matter of time 'til you let go.
--- Instrumental ---
Well, I'm losing your love, it's
Yuh, go pray to your God
Hope it works all jokes aside
Almost there like 1.5
Believe him not undignified
And you on the side where jokers pagans
delivering the weight of what one's taught.
It's sort'ta simple, some would say it's somewhat complicated
But LIFE IS OFTEN BALANCED BY THE WAY IN WHICH YA
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
constipated
It finally came in, F'd around and got debated
Glad I made it, out of the ghetto
My rhyme style is heavy, it comes out smooth, and kind of subtle
on me
I did for you so now I call her Naomi (Now you owe me)
Genuine (ginuwine) so she gon ride be my pony
There ain't no competition show me my opponent
there
They killin' teens, they killin' dreams (It's murder)
Yo, come on we gotta stick together, we all we got
Police taking shots and I ain't talkin'
get me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh yeah, I feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh
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