Lyrics:
the black gloss wall connector
They always trying find what's wrong like a home inspector
Evaluate my throne bitch you see it's full of pressure
Come
on the podium the best crowned winner
I eat well but i could be a pound thinner
I said
Let me in your crib, i'm a home inspector
Tell me the codes to your motion
I'm from niggas temper be as short as dwarf so Jack rules & gunplay be the only resort
I know niggas that rob call'em home inspectors handle more
Found you outside on the platform, you'd been crying
For all the truths and all the lying
And all the miles away from home you were
And the ticket
Vile tulikinda face South Iteso
Nafeel mi na badder bing tulichesswoh
Private jet na ni chest na suicide bomber
Aligenya ma-inspector
Daily shash ni
the biggest diamond you've seen.
All valuables lead to the Fish Queen.
(Hobo Ken's got a secret, he's got a secret, Hobo Ken.)
IG: Hello, This is Inspector
Sir..
Sir.. My pen is missing, Sir..
Missing?
Did you bring it from home or not?
I did, sir... Now it's missing..
Sir, it's Selvam who took Pooja's pen..
Galacto Inspector do you read me?
Yes Captain
Status?
Completed
Your mission was to land on the Dirtball and explore it thoroughly.
You were
belt, I'm Inspector Gadget
Said he got the juice, but never had it
Dropped a song, had the fellas laughing
Could've made it off the trap, that's instead
Galacto inspector do you read me?
Yes captain.
Status?
Completed.
Your mission was to land on the dirtball and explore it thoroughly.
You were
Galacto Inspector do you read me?
Yes Captain status?
Completed your mission was to land on the
Dirtball and explore it thoroughly
You were
homicide.
Inspector Royale,
Inspector Royale,
Money is the reason why,
We either live or die.
Desperation is my motivation
Brazen and brutal violations
No
When I woke up I was laying in his sweatshirt
Hips and thighs hypnotize me in my sweatshirt
When he’s gone when he’s home I be chillin in his sweatshirt
and back
Cause people from the 304 prone to attack
Dropping bombs on a bitch like a drone attack
And whenever I'm coming home know the throne is back
I'm
She found me on the sidewalk off of Camden Avenue
Eyes like a hawk, she brought me home before she even really knew
My type, what I was like, what
Murder - is there a killer to find?
I wanna know who it can be
I was drivin' alone on my way back home
Inspecter Highway
In his cloak of black armed
The cargo ship enters the harbour
In his spare time the captain paints vaginas
His boys can move girls
Furniture, white goods, chemicals
Homes for
got it on a passcode
Ain't no damn way she can get thru them both
So I should feel safe
But Lil did you know
She going thru my phone
Inspector
They go home early, they come in late!
Reeking of cheap liquor they stumble through the day
Never give a thought to honest work for honest pay!
I know
Station Inspector
Slash trash collector
All I see is in monochrome
I know the shape of your face
An old print of your voice on vintage cassette
Press
Go to a cash machine
To get a ticket home
Message on the screen
Says don't make plans, you're broke
No, no this can't be right
I know that times
Go to a cash machine
To get a ticket home
Message on the screen
Says don't make plans, you're broke
No, no this can't be right
I know that
meant to hurt you
Oh, truly I love you
Came home late one night
Everyone had gone to bed
But, you know
No-one stays up for you
I had sixteen
Dear Alex and Marilyn
They're Lovey and Thurston howellin'
The grasshopper unit is prowellin'
And Rufus is back home growellin'
For all of y'all that
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