Lyrics:
fuck me good in the Bacc Seats
Nasty, ooh she nasty with me
PDA don't do no justice for me
Born in '99 we still fuckin' to Anita Baker
Do it all
never get rich surrounded by broke customers
You gotta learn to maneuver through the tight spots
Dirty bike cops keep searchin' a nigga Nike socks
I
at every flaw that nature had carved
With every second on the clock, the stone woman unthaws
And in proportion, the maiden in blue starts to dissolve
As if
And one by one each woman he kiss
(He kiss her and she gon' fall in love)
Stokie's just Stokie, you know?
(Stokie's Stokie)
Till someone shows that they
living side by side (why)
Cause I'm a young'un with too much sauce, what you playing at
Good girls go bad when they get played it's sad
Then they start
goalie, I stay with a pole
'Lorasi the baker, I stay making the dough
But the cash in a lock like a young figure four
Fuck up her walls like I'm slamming
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
bright blue
So called beef with you-know-who fuck it
He just let em kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had our niggas sitting
Ok yah
Yah
Its almost as if
These years don't know shit about me (No) in fact i'm not allowing
Thoughts provoked by Maui Wowie, to wrap around my
can sing
Them blues like blind Willie McTell
There's a woman, she's standing by the river
She is with some fine young handsome man
See he's all dressed
tribes a-moaning
Hear the undertaker's bell
Nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
There's a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome
Basically I'm tryna prosper, make it rain I got the doppler
Diamond cuts they come from doctors, red & blue stones I'm a copper
We be ballin like
And yet again, Another B$G Classic
Live by the gun, die about it
That's the crime life
Get my income by any means like I'm a wise guy
You dont want
to their fate. One by one they
were thrown into the assimilation chamber where a
blinding blue spark gave evidence of their demise.
With each burst
played the old jukebox
Pulled up the old blue socks -
And winked at this young woman beside me
Begob wouldn't it be, it would happen to me
She winked back
But I ain't never had to wear no black eyes from beatings
As long as he doin' right, by you and the kids
How you gon' expect that man not to be who he
a lonely cabin with a son by another man
Five years she had waited for him as long as a woman can
As long as a woman can
I don't know what changed my
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
rehabilitate 'em, that's the sheriff's story
So what's left, the judge goes deaf
When you try to tell your side
And you ain't blue eyed
Boy you better duck
what's left, the judge goes deaf
When you try to tell your side
And you ain't blue eyed
Boy you better duck 'cause the book is comin'
And just hand
ark
The most prestigious couple
Just kickin' back parked
Against a perfectly blue sky
On a morning beatific
In its Indian summer breeze
change the game
I'ma go up in the levels I'ma pave another way
Synma just making movies every detail by the frame
I could see, I could see all of my
verses always crypted I don't ever over look it
I'm by the money if you looking couple thousands for the booking
You niggas fumble the bag I seen a chance
[Cee-Lo]
Mmmm.. this particular song right here is..
Dedicated to the black woman
And it doesn't pertain to all black women
Because some
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