Lyrics:
lying there
And all around her feet flowers bloomed
But they were made of silk and sequins two by two
the pocket of his fashion
Bitches wit SP stitches on they asses
And they left breast (yes!)
Let's get dressed and toast to the occasion
Cops couldn't page
the beat, baby
Stop in the street
(ERR) she eat up the pavement
I don’t give a (ERR) nigga, she crazy
I’m back by unpopular demand
‘Least he still poppin’ in
you. We will be judged, you and I, by how we resolve these cascading crises of our era. We will rise to the occasion. Will we master this rare
over you frame by frame
I'm getting over you frame by frame
It would be so easy just to say
Chapter two, I'm over you, I've changed
It's harder when you
Breaka one breaka two, tell me what to do.
The room's full check your psyche or get another spoonful.
Caress the silk lines until it turns pink.
When the silk wind meets the fireworks
I'll be posted up on my desired perch
You can find me on a tooth of where the smile curves
You can find me in
don't even know me
Trapped by unstable surroundings
Atmosphere molds to what you portray it to be
Try to build a paradise
And watch them purge it
Try
Battling seas with seas the skies were stale
The light light rain of lightening veins
Brought in gray clouds with bright silk, then fade
Devistating
[Chorus]
I only fuck with you on two occasions
When I'm drunk, when I'm high
I will be broke, if I would be with you
That is why it's for one
o
he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by
One says to the other with
ring-di-diddly-ai-oh
He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by
And one says to the other
the stash box no matter the occasion
I'm bringin' my heat
Take my kids to Sesame place
I'm bringin' my heat
For sure, you never know, it might pop off
Better
ambulances, by the wheelchair
Dangerous action, I'm the movie, I'm the main attraction
Fuck up your front lawn with m&m's, jiffy popcorn
Piss in your
1-2-3
Give it to me
Get on the dance floor
Start to clap your hands for
The smooth operator, what more can your ask for
The musical maestro
Are you with me
Are you with me
Everybody's feeling right
Cause we know it's party night
All the ladies looking tight
Weather silk or satin lace
[Verse 1]
Somebody tell me who's that, what's that
It's the man with the silk drawers stuck up his buttcrack
Don't even front and try to ask who
a certain occasion under an illustration
'Cause when I host my show-a I avoid the girl called lola
Who's more pu-pu-public than the drink they call it coca
Scrolling down through my phone
Tryna call you out for dinner in the winter
Candy canes and provolone
Witchu by my side people call me Mr. Winner
like Ross (Ugh)
550 Benz four doors
Praying for my niggas, they lost
Dyin' on things, they wolves
Ridin' on a gang that floss
Multiplyin by the gang
Picture this: you and me
In a flat by the city
It might not be all that pretty
But you’ll make up for it
Picture this: me and you
On a sofa made for
(They know my name by now
But if not
A Bands
A Bands
A Bands
Bands
Bands)
9 PM she say she lit (lit)
That was all part of the script (script)
Kush
Hibernation all season true say you ain’t been about in months
Right occasion bro sees him said it’s on sight never doubt him once
Can’t send man out
boutta happen? The best producer rapper combo with commas
Talk to your pharmacist if you ain't feeling this
You must be crazy boy you off your rocker, by
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