Lyrics:
miss foreplay
Honey no I don't play sting like a bee
Don't know who your tryna be acting like the bitches I see on TV
Double F on my tee vanity is in her
the world together
We'll take them by the hand
'Cause I've got a hand for you, oh
'Cause I wanna run with you
Yesterday, I saw you standing there
The well's run dry, I cannot weep
And I cant give you what you want
Cause you don't know, you don't know
I hope you wake up every night
Because you miss me by
You're here in three weeks
But nothing's the same
You're a mess and I start
To call you by name
And I just don't know what to do
When you say your mother's
And ain't you Muslim you can't talk 'til you marry me
The waves can be your color, the beach can be your pillow
My heart can be your house, my eyes can be
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
Dave, I don't need rehearsals
I'll piss in your mouth 'til you wheeze and gurgle
And stomp on your head 'til your cheeks are purple
I was a wrestler, I
site
I'll punish you for yo sins
I'm Frank Castle on that mic
I'll murder you with a grin
Then say "Well, serves your ass right!"
When they ask where
bad-bad magic on me
Girl, you throw that bad-bad magic at me
We're not just tryna stack til a nigga can't see
Maybe break your back til the nigga can't
Don't know why I fell in love and got played like a fool
Suck me dry of all time and used me like a tool
Why you take it out on me and know I'm human
Then smile at your young
They see I'm having fun
Shit don't get brazy 'til I say go brazy
Run up on your haven and pop at your nasal
Your baby gon' take
in lock the door hoe
Im whipping these shipments of bricks by the boatload
I got that nine, Romo
I just poured an eight, Ocho
I go everywhere you don't
as he's sane
A lonely life's ambition got a sieve for a brain
You won't miss your water 'til your well runs dry
You can't taste the truth when you
up
or we'll start the wettin up
Lyrical infrared sceptor never miss you
Big Shug, Guru, Freddie Foxxx, The Militia, militia
Everybody's spittin
and be love?
Never gonna miss your water until your well runs dry
No matter how you treat him, man will never be satisfied
Say something (could you
Snakes love to give the run around
Buss his head
BLAM
Bitch guess you ain't runnin' now
Number one code up ina streets
Is never run your mouth
If you
three dimensions
Future bright you gone need yo lenses
Need those V-6, V-4 engines
Need garage with speedboat in it
I don't neee no friendships
Run
to myself
Ready? I'm no beginner
We'll never run out of health
Level up by the second 'cause
So much damage is dealt no doubt
I'll be the greatest trainer
a little puppy, it'll be fluffy
You are untough and we can discuss it
You know I'm sufferin', I don't miss my friend
I don't like my fan bent up 'til they
And the dark is gone
We made it to the dawn and I don't miss you anymore
When the sun comes up
I can feel my love comin' back again
It wasn't easy tryin'
everyday is a new thing
Water like Voss
Don't care bout the fame
I'mma just chill with your boo thing yeah
Love's a dame shame yeah
Ending my brain yeah
It's
then you're paid
Buy your own Group Home all Aceyalone
But if the Project get Blowed De La Soul rolls on
Stay out the Celly Cel get your Melle Mel
And be
Know how they say that you don't really know what you've got
until it's gone
And don't miss your water til wells dry as a bone
You're never really
em hit it one time whole face gone
Bring your girl round me and mine boy we'll hit that bitch like a baseball
Don't bring that shit round here on God
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