Lyrics:
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Wouldn't be surprised if I blew up by tomar
Manifest our love, put our goals inside a jar
Im a poet, hold my pen like im Harry Potter
I don't want
Here we are, two sleepy people
Wake up, Ginny Simms
Wake up, Harry Babbitt
Come on here, chil'en
Let's have a little harmony
Here we are,
of hats, shotgun stays in the cabinet, whoa
Kinda funny
Acting clueless like Monsanto do 'bout, poisoning tummies
Already poison in me from eating Hoisin
they're not all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "La-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "la-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
Then she
kicked her out
But in bed you damn wrong I took her back
Story of love lost, steady kpansh found
Goddamn
Tell me why do you have to go oh girl Huh huh huh
really love who I
Am now, and I couldn’t be this woman without
Being that very lost little girl so, i
Don't know that I would give her any hints
No cheat
Operator's in the place to be
[Little Daddy Shane]
The L-to-the-I-to-the-L-to-the-D
to-the-A-to-the-D-to-the-D-to-the-why
to-the-S-to-the-H-to-the-A-N-E
Yeah
Look
I need little shorty with the brown skin
I need me a girl to move around with
She love the things I do, she love my style, yeah
I love
Yo Tiberius my man, bro
I'm out here with a flow oh
With something that'll give a little show
Making the crowd go like woah woah
I hit hard with
tryna rock with you
We got nothing to do
We got nowhere to be
Why don't you, why don't you just lay with me
We can lay down by the sea side
Moving my
We plan ahead by an hour
They gotta do their hair and makeup
Fresh out of the shower
When I help them move
The box that I carry
Is far from
chill and have a little fun
So we can chill and have some little ones
So we can chill until our living's done
c'mon, don't stop
Girl, maybe we
but she do this shit a lot
I'll ease skin like Deep Heat and repeat
Girl your body like a retreat
Dripping like Lakes, I'll climb it like the Three
cowards die a thousand times
Written, mastered, produced by the same guy
I'm Dr Dre and Jay Z at the same time
Tell your girl to hurry and tell her bring
from the fame
Y'all the same rappin' bout money and chains
I've been shot in the chest by my brother (ouch)
Dawgs got their bets on the other (what)
reason why these women gon Love is the same reason why these n****s dont like me
She gon have to bring a little bit more to the table cause gettin pussy
so clutch
I pull up and eat that little pussy for lunch
Or eat that little pussy for brunch
Yea I need a bitch that gone ride
Yea I need a bitch by my
why
Lord, will you make her a star?
So the world can see who you really are
Little girl, you're old enough to understand
That you'll always be
Little Girl: Are you sick?
Garland Greene: Why do you ask?
Little Girl: You look sick
Garland Greene: I am sick
Little Girl: You take medicine?
There's nobody like you, girl
(That can do the things that you do)
The sweet little things you do
(No one like you) (there's no one like you
Baby, no
Cause girl I ain't got nothin but time
Let a nigga get a little cut up girl
Cut up, gettin' brains, in the Range
We love to cut up cause we like them
When I was a little girl
I had love at the top of my wish list
All my dreams were so unlimited
It's hard to believe I was so innocent
Why do you
(shit was dope)
Hey, yo, Eazy! (wassup?)
Hey, man, why don't you come off the piano for a minute
And bust this crazy shit?
Woke up quick at about
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