Lyrics:
out of place
When I walk up in the party, D.J. turn it up
You see my people getting rowdy, D.J. turn it up
You see me grinding on this shawty, D.J. turn
out for the moon let it capture you from afar
As seams of perfection are sewn with the silk of flaws
The riches that you seek are existent right where
in my bag
Shorty I can show you how to spend this bread real fast
Then get a group of chicks to give you head real fast
Silk scarf hanging out of my
in my bag
Shorty I can show you how to spend this bread real fast
Then get a group of chicks to give you head real fast
Silk scarf hanging out of my
lots of space
Boats docked off the lake, pool house by the water
Jet skis for my son, convertibles for my daughter
Wifey on silk pillow sets with lots
Is the weekend
In this race to the wealth you place eighth out of eighth
That's last place
I'm number one
Running to the bread and I keep a steady pace
a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And you'll stand out, in buttons and bows.
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love
a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And you'll stand out, in buttons and bows.
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love
in your old ways"
Face your fears and get out of your headspace
Don't turn around and greet them like it's okay
Show them your true colors and what you
proper the milf popper you
Pill popper No Need for a filter if the filf Pop up in my silk boxers still got ya
Silk the sonic silk the shocker
Gotta eat
the cut o' her clothes
And I'll stand out
In buttons and bows
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that I've homespun
But I'll love ya' longer, stronger
up the posse, It's time to get drippin'
I'm freakin' each sunroof, to keep ya suckers trippin'
Everybody's lookin', if your jealous, turn around
at a hair salon
Just like some silk hair I go get to pressin' on
You know I'm still here because I got weapons on
Don't need a studio wont turn a session
I woke up weak today and needing your voice
Crawled into the speakers and turned up the volume
Felt so sick today but cured by your noise
My head
wavy
Find a way to get up out your horrid position
And talk to somebody thats gonna actually listen
So when somebody come to you hurtin like something is
and turn our cursive like
A game of quidditch with an animal
We lost you but we got you back
By gradually holding this fort down
Annual, continuous, heads
your fever, through the coals
You don't have to understand
Why kings keep, their aces low
You press yourself against me
But turn your face, into
Move so smooth
You can call me
Silk
Move so smooth you can call me
Silk
And he move so smooth
And he move so smooth
And he move so smooth
You can
pointin at me, you know it's me, what?
We're bout to turn it out (I repeat) turn it out
Put it out and let the DJ's burn it out
As soon as, the needle
you're not careful, you'll explode
It turns out when you're living on the streets, you gotta make your own way
Sneak in through the pet doors, help
consoled by all the rubble
Blazing trails of trouble
Life as it exists
Don't swing and miss when it's your turn to hit
Keep your eye on that shit
Don't you
to
The Rhythm
Well I came here for something funky to happen
Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin
You better get sparked by the song that I sing
turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
What do you know
That boy there got flow
This is the voice in my brain
I am no slave
I'm not for
Yeah
Life na turn by turn
Life na turn by turn
When e reach your time
God no go skip your turn
So make you no stop to de grind
Hustle non-stop
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