Lyrics:
head {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you nod ya head like this {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you (Nod ya head) like this {The black suits
head {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you nod ya head like this {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you (Nod ya head) like this {The black suits
head {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you nod ya head like this {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you (Nod ya head) like this {The black suits
and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me, so get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me
(Nod ya head)
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let
and shakin', I know you feelin' me
So get up out ya seats, come on and nod ya head with me
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just lettin' loose up in
I know you're feelin' me, so get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me
(Nod ya head)
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it
me the way I keep comin' up
Funk runnin' up and mad spots is blowin' up
It gets hot when I manifest melodies
Beatin' niggas all in their heads, so
Uh, Uh, I'm Comin'
Watch ya back, I'm Comin
Big Will bringin Y2K
Feel the Earth tremble
See the skies turn red
Eclipses shootin' stars you turned
I just be back on the road, I'm comin' home to get ya
I don't care what your folks have to say I'm comin' home to get ya
I steal you then I run away
I tell ya what
Yo, know what I'm feelin'?
Check it
I'm comin' back down, baby
This time in the six fo' (since we came down)
A lil' mo' sho',
home (I'm comin' home)
Can ya see my head (my head) is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old black Joe
Old black Joe
Old black Joe
home (I'm comin' home)
Can ya see my head (my head) is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old black Joe
Old black Joe
Old black Joe
(I'm comin' home)
Can ya see my head (my head) is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe
Old Black Joe
Old Black Joe
I'm comin' in through the back
I'm comin' in through the back
I'm comin' in through the back
I'm comin' in through the back
Buss a lick
Buss
the morning
When we are balling
I nearly had a fit
It came to my head
And I just had to say
Ain't gonna be nobody's bitch
[Chorus]
Comin' down
Down
to win ya
Now I just have to work...alright!
[Chorus:]
I feel the whole world comin' down on me
I feel the whole world comin' down on me
Well
right arm off]
ARTHUR: Victory is mine!
[kneeling]
We thank thee Lord, that in thy merc-
[Black Knight kicks Arthur in the head while he is praying]
the rookies out the frame
and they be knowin' Uncle's flowin' in the game
Queens to uptown I'm gettin' down for my crown
When you see me comin' through just
won't be no truce
At your funeral in an all black suit
Couple white girls rocking all black too
Million men march in the all black boots
Call up
suit
And the black suites sell bean pies, and the cream suites shout soap box
And the lime-green suites send angles to the streets with botox (Shh)
the wack, who tryin to bite my style
Take yo ass to da old school
And part your fuckin' eyebrows
I comin' through to
About to get set
So act like WU
won't be no truce
At your funeral in an all black suit
Couple white girls rocking all black too
Million men march in the all black boots
Call up
ya, "Young blood, best respect your elders"
Right on
I'm comin' straight from the 70's
Super fly in my perm and my leather P's
I'm comin' straight
comin' for ya
Tell 'em head for hills
I go manic straight for the kill
Say they want a bad one, I fit the bill
They want the beef, I want the meal
We in we
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