Lyrics:
like it wasn't ever here at all
do you recall
a time before the malls went up
down by the falls
it's like it wasn't ever here at all
'the
all you hear is blocka blocka
Bitch I'm bout it bout it like no limit Silk The Shocker
Bitch I'm bout it bout it like no limit Silk The Shocker cye
I switch
To some fly shit, like some silk suits by Paul Smith
And purchase some kicks by Kenneth Cole
Cop a Hilfiger, or Polo goose, for when it's
rates to that Grey Poupon
I play you food for all
My bitch watch VH1, first sixty days, RuPaul
She been around Tyler way too long
Um, It's young
trying
So I'll live for the thrill
We're only wrapped in dusk and silk tonight
And while this moment is still
Won't take myself too serious this time
Now
two, by three
And last of all, with his bride's consent
Lady Margaret he went to see
He went unto the parlor door
He knocked until he made
need to sit down
I'm making sure that you dripped out, that's only if you mine
I keep you by my side, I love it when we spendin' time
And girl when
time for another one
Yeah, haha
I'm Snoop Dogg-Dogg
And my rhyme-rhyme-rhymes are fresh
I'm Snoop Dogg-Dogg
And my rhyme-rhyme-rhymes are fresh
tossed the Grams to my bitch
At the time I was reckless
I needed every cent Whole clique Solid
Nah we don't fuck with Harvey Dent
Niggas two-faced so I
from time to time
Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane
Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d
Touch the satin rain
My love is like these roses,
hmm
She used to tell me that she loved me all the time
I turned to her, and say that I'm
infatuated, concentrated on cuttin it up
Body bustin out
I was paid to curse this man with AIDS by his aunt"
On and on, page after page
Delightfully he flaunted each incident for an hour, without a breath
vaults in Morocco
But my all time favorite is a Columbian taco
If I walk the walk, talk the talk, sling thoroughly
If I spit what I knew then
by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Word to New York 'cause the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all
on Sepulveda
Anointed players who coin phrases, that's metal paper
Level layers, several shades of grey, submission for it
Milf lover under silk covers who
and hard
Sleeping soft babies on piles of yards
Of gingham, taffeta, cotton and silk
Your dry hungry mouths cry for your mother's milk.
When the dawn
we love,
we're gonna get our groove on,
all night long
(hoa, hey)
give it up now for the DJ
and put you hands in the sky and say,
it may be rainin' but
and you guessed right in me
Asking all those questions was to set you up right
Wet 'em all, pretend I'm Jada, let us set it off
Cartier, Rolley, time
for breathin'
After all I'm just a normal man.
I thought by now I would have done it
Somethings always kept me from it
The reason isn't hard
poppin'
Sexy lil' filter, go on and lick big poppa
BL smoother than Silk or Don Juan
Bone-in ribeye, well, tiger primes
Ball out, we all out, V-Lives
Silk scarf and a napkin hidden in a drawer
Two hundred bucks in an envelope labeled Lenore
"Maybe she shouldn't see this
She should never know"
Blackmail and deceit
And I've served time for everything
'Cept beggin' on the street
Well, once I was rather prosperous
There was nothing I did lack
I had
Alice blue gown!
The little silk worms that made silk for that gown,
Just made that much silk and then crawled in the ground,
'Cause there never
silk, our
wives and our stranglers will give voice to my
Pride
Dance now! It's time for
a new war, the Leopard said
in powder, in smoke
The sound
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