Lyrics:
your hammer? (Baow)
You know it ain't shit sweet off in Atlanta (no)
This the city (woo)
You know this where the trappers turn to rappers (trappers)
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
turn burnin' paths, starin' through my rear view
It's a war goin' on, and the President is in too
I hear Tu-Pac sayin', "Watch 'em they'll kill you
golden sandals
Gold shield, war force field
Silver spear, jasper armor flooded with onyx
Silk garment, a silk cape, a nickel plate breastplate
A golden
Same with Chuck's orange suit
And his sunburst fender
Howling wolves aren't out in front
Sitting by the bus in black
And the eerie muddy waters
Making
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
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
the harbor lit by the stars
Anchored there, bold and proud and weaving with the waves
Was the small merchant vessel on which she'd stow away
The ship left port
gonna do?
When I'm perfect for you, girl, watch out, it's gon' drive you crazy
What you gonna do? What you gonna do? (And love's gon' turn you out
Don't make me have to rise my rifle
Man try send some young boys for me
Don't make me have to ride by high school
Shit you man been dropping lately
Don't
I wrapped myself in silk cocoon
While you slept on neath shaded moon
My heart had weakened by and by
And so I spun to meet the sky
I felt the echo
VERSE 1:
You gotta rule with an iron fist, a heart of gold
Playing your highness, that's the hardest role
This the royalty club become a member
Silk
talkin voodoo
We do carry spears like the zulu's
So watch your mouth boy I ain't dead
Fo' the city gon turn red, blood will shed
So before you speak boy
And I'll be sittin at the top
While you takin all your rate out state
In 8-5-0s I, be sippin Moey in the sky
On the way to the Bahamas in silk pajamas, with
(Bad Boy)
(We ain't gon' stop)
Now with Sean on the hot track, melt like it's hot wax
Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that
ready to come to life
With her red dress
Silk and georgette
Painted and maintained till she dies
I bet you'll never forget
The way she walks into the dim
These niggas gritty on this side
The type to love to hate you
To many Villains
Crowded buildings
Niggas burnings bridges
Best friends turn quick an
Good
on a silver spoon
Riding that silk balloon
Wondering what you might miss
While you’re lying in your velvet ditch
Get out
Get out
Get out before it eats you
silk panties
Make it Easy slide in but no antics
I’m okay to dine in
That’s some fine dining
You’d get a fine for parking
She gl’ed to drive in
Now I’m
Driving out quick, got frailed on classic
If he die now, he'll be legendary status
Yo Martie
Ice, showing lace, you gotta wait
I couldn't let go (I
loaded, turn off my safety
Blew up, now all my opps be praying
Duck the laws, don't fuck with jakey
That bitch just wanna be my Lil baby
Yeah
Bitch you know
the sperm out wit her ass out
Had me on the bed passed out
Cocoa butter and afro pics how black can I get
Silk durag gold fronts smiling for the pic
Designer
before my paper was tight
Boo, you's a real bitch
I write that real shit
That them niggaz just got to get with
I bounce in and out of town just like
dudes
We don't like you dudes
We don't like you dudes
Egyptian silk
Boda Bike Leather
Blue suede shoes
Remember that time I had you at the spot
Oh you
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