Lyrics:
second european tour & everything was going pretty good
So I'm sitting on the couch in Tass's apartment
& I'm reading you know maximum rock n roll
see that lately that my loves on
Stop at Papa Joes and get my grub on
I ran into my old fling Tasha
Still looking cute but she was knocked up
me
Tipping the doorman, holding hands with my bitch besides me
My heart drop, everything stops, scared to death
Told my broad to keep it moving,
now we living at Tasha's
In her living room
Funny how good vibes turn the room to a palace
Dreams come true
Mum told us kids
"Just imagine, do
I'm Queen Tasha and I rule the whole backyard
I rule everything, it's really not that hard
I'm in charge of it all and I like it that way
'Cause
these cargo jeans (sock it to me)
I'm dippin' up the block and my speakers is knockin' (and my speakers is knockin')
Everything clean, so these hoes
to me I’m uninvolved and that’s irresponsible
Let me write all my mishaps
Everything that I’d switch back
Nanas gone. you missed that
Tasha's here. she
Thinking out loud, I wonder where I’m a land
Do I make your playlist or miss my Tasha’s chance
Dance for the boy, Donna Summer at a glance
Pray
think you'll take an L
If I'm rolling dice
Cause I got everything you need
If you my feeling my type
Gotta check w my dawgs if they feeling your vibe
I
down
And I do it so smooth
You like got damn
She really be in person too
Bitch you funny
I'm with it I'm Tasha the Mack
Talking so much
Lay her flat
spake they always had a gripe with my dialect
Sometimes I wonder why there's so much hate in this world
This is not Gods plan cos everything be going
good good
It's gone make a mess
I'll give you everything if you let me
I'm ready
Bad bitch she the baddest in LA
Stay ready she ain't gotta get ready
funeral, doorags, white tees and funds
It's all I could do, make a path, hear the preacher comes
Little Tasha's moms had a bad coke habit
But she still
suit, Tasha in that limousine
Tryna suck the head off my dick like a guillotine
Came in her mouth, then gave her some Listerine
Put a condom on and let
(washing)
So you found a piece of paper saying Tasha (Tasha)
She was working at the store
She was helping me with shopping
On the receipt that you found, I
thermosphere, stratosphere
Can you imagine from one single idea, everything appeared here
Understanding makes my truth, crystal clear
Innocent black immigrants
with robbers, don't wanna hear
Her pussy sore like Tasha's, this is Starkers
Crumbs hitting the floor, fiends clicking they big lighters
With
with robbers, don't wanna hear
Her pussy sore like Tasha's, this is Starkers
Crumbs hitting the floor, fiends clicking they big lighters
With
send this out to all the fallen, fallen soldiers
That's in the cemeteries buried
Never got to see they dreams
For everything I touch you touch
For every
fallen soldiers
That's in the cemeteries buried
Never got to see they dreams
For everything I touch you touch
For every step I take you take
For
Wesley Crusher
Nude in Tasha's bed
And I say
Bounce a graviton particle beam off
The main deflector dish
That's the way we do things lad
We're making shit
[Answering machine]
Hi, this Tasha you reached me at the right number but
at the wrong time you know what to do.
[B.o.B]
And so I'm thinking
loafers on my posters, Firm la familia
First lady, nigga, Bonnie for real
Pussy power like Tasha pushed Tommy to kill, uh
Black Sheba, Philipp Plein
Tasha, open her legs and I’m fucking her
Back to the mattress spread
Under the comforter
When she get to squealing
Then the meat get to drilling
Then she
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