Lyrics:
cloths
I'm just saying
Heebie-jeebies you're a real queen
Oh my goodness you do not believe me
Eat you like a chicken fettuccine
Good nigga, I got
I said baby, spin that round and say the alphabet backwards
You're dealing with malpractice, don't kill a good nigga's confidence
Just cause he
And just by design we're fallin' deeper in love
Yeah, we are the colors of autumn
And even if we're falling, it's still so good
You don't know that,
the hell I'm bound"
The kid nods his head with a great big grin and says,
"When do we begin?"
That's when the old man said,
"If You're staying with me
coulda got out clean
But you rolled the dice and you're stuck with me
Roll the window down, baby, wave goodbye
To your mama standin' there in the drive
And when I smoke my purple I'm gon get high by myself
And if ain't D-roc on the side of me
We ?? bitch can't even buy from me
They call me crip, his
it was dope see
Liquors bottles thrown back by Ossie Lee
But I was young and I ain’t know no better
Shit, I’m older now and still don’t know no
joke
I take time and care in whatever I'm doing
And when I rock a party, I make sure that you
Enjoy what you're hearing as I entertain
So hip hip
mama had some faith to give
And they brought him to her and his mama named him Vance
He was sick a long time then
I used to sit by him
I'd rub his
here calling Wi-fi
"Wee fee"
But her mama got an ass, she a peach tree
Only know how to move fast, she '3G'
And you never get it fast when I'm too deep
Like the chopper better
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot
Doot, doot, doot, doot
Like the chopper better)
Prada (Prada) , have your baby mama line you
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
My mama she told me yeah eyy yeah
Oh nana na ayy a ey yeah oh ow yeah
Mama told me
My baby boy don't worry
Make you grind oh
Make you Make your money
tell you we paid more
You love a good hand whenever the card dealt
But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself?
I do what I wanna
don't love you if you ain't my money or my mama
She said "What are we?", after that I didn't call her
You're not what I need
I'm too worried bout them
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had
good, baby)
We swing with this brother and don't just sit there
Come lounge at my crib (What's gonna happen when we get there?)
It's no scam, it's just
staying
And baby tell them they can't fuck with the man of the year
And baby tell them they playing
And baby tell them they
I feel so good when I got you by
and I'm
Afraid, my mom always reminds me
Of that day "That day, i knew if
I thought about it
Fear would make me turn back
That's why when you're
Afraid, you
face, I stroke it
You got good taste, when we met, I left you frozen
I know you wanna be a rich nigga focus
You love me because I get the check
Brown.
"You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down."
Yes, so my name is Willy Lee
If you got a warrant you better read it to me
I shot her down cause
The good earth swallows up the seed and swallows life as well
From long before the day you're born till heaven comes or hell
It binds your hands
at 'n push the alarm
At that west side of turf, that was mental picture
And they told you, you cant bruise me, damn I'm not lee
Number one suspect, number
The youth is alive again
Ain't no backin out of this
The truth is to loud to miss
I promise I would die for this
I caught em by surprise again
They
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