Lyrics:
Grrrrrrr.. uh, uh, uh, yeah!
Uhh! Fourth motherfuckin time baby (what?)
Out the gate! (uh-huh)
You motherfuckers can't be serious (you can't be
with the excellence
Reverse the pandemic that's filled with pestilence
Who has his finger on the pulse of the b-boy?
Serving fiends with the stream
I would be complex
I would be cool
They'd say I played the field before
I found someone to commit to
And that would be okay
For me to do
Every
word
Your name will be on that marquee
Some say they wish they'd lived somewhere else
To me, that thought's a rarity
Ask anyone, I've had my fun in
My king I wanna be
Where you are
I wanna see your face
Weldon good and faithful servant
I wanna hear you say
To me weldon
Jesus
I wanna hear you say
Take over gbogbo arena
Weldon ankie nah
after you na you
Mo Fe Gbori wo inu blanket Mama Shittah
Nigba otutu na she dey be my heater
Gbogbo message e ma
are not Katt
You're not a player or a pimp, money, stop that
Learn to master your speech and be eloquent
Rappers keep peddlin' sweets, the beats
For Casanova, sex was quite impossible
When he first met Saint Germain
Some people call me General Weldon, Prince Rakovsky
You can call me Doctor
Hey, Rich, you got me in here
I'm chillin' like Weldon
Ooh, oh, hey
Ooh, oh, hey
Ooh, oh, hey
Ooh, oh, hey
Betcha think I'm the type to not
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You'd be all my heart could desire
Under
If money grew on hackberry trees,
And time wasn't such a luxury,
If love was lovesick over me,
That'd be alright.
If I could keep the wind
importantly prioritize
So, like James Weldon Johnson we can organize
Be Black, Be Proud
And stand strong with honor
Because the Blacks that Built America
Also
I'd be without you
If you should ever leave me
Well, life would still go on, believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You'd be all my heart could desire
Under
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You'd be all my heart could desire
Under
I'd love to be the sugar in your coffee
I'd love to be the finger on your hand
I'd love to be the pillow that you dream on
But most of all I'd love
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high sang a lullaby
You'd be all my heart could desire
Under
If money grew on hackberry trees
If time wasn't such a luxury
If love was lovesick over me
That'd be alright
If I could keep the wind in my
I'd be without you
If you should ever leave me
Well, life would still go on, believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You'd be all my heart could desire
Under
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high sang a lullaby
You'd be all that I could desire
Under
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You'd be all my heart could desire
Under
I'd like to be the picture on your mantel
I'd like to be the window in your door
I'd like to be the feather on your pillow
I'd even like to be
Has been around through thick and thin
And I'd be a fool right now (I'd be a fool right now)
If I should hurt you girl
And I'd be a fool right now
_(LOC)_-_Flickr_-_The_Library_of_Congress.jpg/208px-(Portrait_of_James_Weldon_Johnson)_(LOC)_-_Flickr_-_The_Library_of_Congress.jpg "James Weldon Johnson")
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