Lyrics:
lied to my face and don't know it
Kiss her on the head, tell her I Love You
Leaning back it takes over
Good Bye Sally, It was nice to know you
Is there
the yay (bustier) robbing niggas Selena style
My bitch look like Selena Gomez
My Benz look like Selena Kyle
CHORUS X2
This just how I move
This is not
Sally's dad exploded
That's what I was told
Michelle had to play checkers
Ann was baking pies
Wendy's dad exploded too
That might've been a lie
streets
I left a key by the front door
If you ever feel like coming home
The light is on, your bed is warm
I'm getting tired of living here alone
I'm
exterminating these rats and mice
I guess master splinter had a very short ass life
Struck a deal like Bob Barker yeah the price is right
Corporate thug sipping
know
Time to give them hope
What's this
What is what
He asked you a question
What is that
Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi you're my only hope
Help me Obi-Wan
Yeah, I'm doing what the fuck I want
I say how the fuck I feel
I'm drunk as shit on a pill
Your life fake, mine real
Bob Barker, let's make a deal
I
Your girl is fine
I tell her she mine
I pay for no dime
Girl its vibe ride it or die no switching sides
Love it or bye
Comma's are life
Dripping is
my chin
Cause I don't know what it is
Sometimes I be like fuck this shit
But when it come I'll be loving it
Need someone I can hug and kiss
Summer time
matter
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was tryin' to sort
To make a long story short,
Ran into this girl named Sally
Knew her from the backseat
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
of
iambs marching. Who said that? Who is in this dark room with me?
Who is standing by my side? Whispering in my ear?
Breathing on my neck? Giggling? Who is
In the rhythm of the street
The steam is rising
You can feel the heat
She puts on her make-up
Puts shoes on her feet
She's going down tonight
I'm gettin' mine
I'm gettin' paid to play, to display phat joints
All you roaches sprayed with Raid, by this MC you can't fade
X-rayed ya escalade,
never stop praying
This is real life harder than a steel pipe oh baby we gone live right
Soze ngaphel' amandla
I'm just tryna get mine
Cause I saw
of this shit,
there's a master of fuckin' the TV master, all this shit
Edwin, well I got myself one thing, two things, three things in my mouth
Hey Sally
the rhythm to my rhyme
She's mine
She's mine
So baby won't you tell me why
You had the nerve to make me feel this way
Baby won't you tell me why
Whenever I
Hoping by the end of tonight
That I can finally call you mine
Call you all mine - my little race car
Ooh, ooh - 'cuz you got everything I like
Hoping by
to get by
But darling I'm a mess without your love
All I need is one more goodbye kiss
Your lips on this
'Cause they're all I know
I can't let you go
treatment is such a drag, man
Get it off me
This throne was never mine
It was made to keep me onboard
I'm off my rocker, I miss the rhythm
Can't harmonize but
Martha
Stewart and Bill Cosby and Bob Barker
The crew is Culture VI and type bonkers
Juganot tougher than Tonka the monster
Eatin' the tracks alive divide
it involved with the stoop, honored to do
What I see is how honesty grew, calling at you, for real
It's a vision that's on lock
It's a rhythm that
close
I go fast or slow
No matter the tempo
Murda the instrumental
Murda the rhythm
I ride to the rhythm of murda
Its murda
This lyrical venom I
turn a negative to positive to cancel that
Many men menopausing, Monistat
And this is food for thought, I hope you google that
I'm going cold turkey,
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