Lyrics:
It seems that I was recollected by someone I always knew
I'm brought to life and I'm dragged through my thoughts that are few
Their dark enchantment
with some red wine
To leave the progress on your game
Try to fall asleep while your ears ring
From the loudest songs on your mix tape
I can dance
the gravities of life just can't define me when I'm writing a song
I need greatness
Too many times I stood by the side and I can't take it
Too many years walking
tonight
And If you want I'll be chillin by the ocean
Waiting for you under the moon light
Just cause you right
Don't mean you right
It take time
To get it
how wild it gets
When a girl at the party when she backin' it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I ask for some chips, then she
how wild it gets
When a girl at the party when she backin' it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I ask for some chips, then she
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
up
This that shit that make these niggas want to dance, huh
Oh he a bitch he talking shit, man get your bands up
I'm Dior, my girl Chanel
Got it from
mix and match
My hat by elevate
This girl i got attached
Ignoring all the hate
I'm Talking only facts
I been pushing myself
To get what I want
And if
the party tonight
Party tonight
The girls dem whining and they looking so nice
Looking so nice
Red Bull and Henny and we mix it with ice
Mix it with ice
High
Madonna and a man named prince
and the 1st time i heard parliment
Krs1 was tha man 2 be, feeling rakim & eric B
and 2 short and mr T every little kid though
You had your Daddy's Olds and a fifth in your pocket
Headed to the woods, revving up the Rocket
By the time the sun went down
We were looped by
for them to grow up and shoot us unarmed
Dear black Madonna
How many hail Mary's?
Project holy water, bless these loads we carry
Pregnant with
get hit with the fye
See ya next time now cause I gotta catch this ride
I aim for the summit but I might just fall again
Pick my self up by the straps
I keep tabs on u niggas Clair huxtable
My strap got extended clip it’s adjustable
My pop told me make sure u good by yo self
Before u do that u
home
Ornament is good coz I don't like chrome
That's rippin'
That's rippin'
Chillin' never illin' in the place to be
Down with MIX
and make a new dance
I can tell you never been killed for four bands
I mix your ashes in my plants
Bitch ass OG one of my strains
Sold it to yo crew you get
mic and stage by stage
Tape by tape and page by page
When the crowd is moving I compete with the mix
The rougher the cuts, the rougher the rhyme
mic and stage by stage
Tape by tape and page by page
When the crowd is moving I compete with the mix
The rougher the cuts, the rougher the rhyme
Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread
"I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said.
His muscles they were numbered
to dance
I can't stop this now
I know I've really gotta win this time
I don't dip for the line anymore, I bow
On your marks, get set, and bow
I'm in
"...that's why we're ones."
"Call me back today."
She want my attention
Tell me why is yours expensive?
Time that I extended just to focus all on you
Still
hustlin'
Mix it up and taste this grind
Come and get it
I've been ready
Hit me up and pay the fine
If you wit it
Check me shawty
So nobody waste my time
No
magic
Girl you mad tragic
Over dramatic
Shocked by the static
Every time I touch you it's all automatic
Hooked like an addict
Now I'm a fanatic
Lips are
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