Lyrics:
As the sun shines down on my face
I feel its warm embrace
I think about this cold world oh missing that girl
A life in sunshine it won't hide my
a girl that do more than screw me
And I'd rather have some brothers that I know won't screw me
But til then, CPNP rocking a kufi
Cuz truly, how I see it, I
nothing changed
But I couldn't trust a saint
And I know it's not her fault (it's not her fault)
But I've been told that she'd walk out on me by
The mirror
What if somebody from a city in Maryland gotta big church vibe
But like to get the club high
Instead of talkin bout who girl he smashing on Tuesdays
your heroine went went dry
A holy war
when looking in the mirror
A fun house reflection only you see so clear
A sinner playin saint
In a world that's
Little demon girl
Little demon girl
Little demon girl
Horns and batwings
She's my little demon girl
Pretty bad thing
Sorry y'all I seent her first
of a farmer (he never knew they were just an average family), she was a very hardworking girl things became very complicated for her when her parents realized
went out to face the wilderness.
The men in hats.
The boys on bikes.
The perfect girls.
The baby dikes.
The superstars, blighted ones.
I went
In Glendalough lived an old saint
Renowned for learning and piety
His manners was curious and quint
And he looked upon girl with disparity
some soup (what?)
Driving around in a what? (It's crazy)
Saint Laurent all on my boots (yeah)
Saint Laurent all on my boo (yeah)
Yeah, 2000 dollar
and sacraments
you destroy the girls and you’re not here by accident
so find out for me what’s outside for me
You found a way to just pretend who you are
She like my song
Dj Turn my tempo on
Big g know that i'm a don
Watch Her jaw drop like she yawn
Ok let's go
Saint lauren
Only 5 star restaurants
Sexy
but I ain't no saint
I been tryna fix all my mistakes
You didn't really live if you ain't know pain
I been tryna live not going insane
Hold up let me
as toast
And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
Blows a lick on the peppermint stick
He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stocking by
by myself (by myself)
Kickin' shit, no kick flip, by myself (myself, what?)
Smokin' on a big zip by myself (by myself)
Ooh, ooh, chain on, Lil Flip
and the players of the world
She's an all Acadian, northern lady
An real Canadian girl
She's from the miramichi by the old Atlantic sea
But like the rolling
Look girl, why you take so long?
You look beautiful, I don’t know what’s wrong
(S.Grim)
The Uber’s outside, but it might be gone
Girl, we gotta go,
as toast
And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
Takes a lick on the peppernint stick
He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stocking by
girl
To be seen not heard
Should know by now just what you're worth
I'm not your friend
I'm not the villain
I am the flood that's come to reckon
I'm not
this-
Get smacked by the womp like Mario
Ride around ya barrio, hit it like Rosario
Then break into ya house 'cause imma naughty hoe
Ho, ho, ho
Saint Nick
goin' (Saint)
No way-back to the city
I gotta miss you (Saint saint), leave a flower
On my road baby leave a flow
What's the pros and cons of the leavin'
no saint on the dance floor
Dancing to the beat
Now Making the heat
I'm Blinded by the light
Come baby get it on
Dancing to the dawn
Shake your
to take it all in stride
But tomorrow has already passed us by
Send us a saint
Some truth in the wind
If it all has to end
I'll never want to lose this
Coach Coach
Did some shit for guys that they wouldn't do for me
Girl you look so pretty in that Saint Laurent
But I like you better naked baby take it off
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