Lyrics:
I ain't no saint
I can't turn the other cheek
But you can cool my temper
By the words you speak
I'll tell you straight from the shoulder
picture god eaten by gray dogs
He stayed in his world
And he sidely sweard
To tell the truth, that DeVon was like
"Your out of cure boo"
Wisegod Allah,
him this was found to be true.
An odor resembling hot-dogs permeated the whole bedroom.
A solution was only discovered by my closely
Watching his
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
B-R-O-O-K-L-Y-N
We gang bang and ride down on niggas(Pow hot!)
Dogg Pound on niggas
Who shot ya?, big dog gotcha
I'm notcha average nigga in the yappin'
Folks
hell on earth and it's heaven below
False gods
Feed your hope to the dogs
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
the doctors would drop by
Now he goes to parties with the prettiest girls in town
They get paid five hundred dollars just to kick him when he's down
After
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
much better
I could do it forever and ever
Give me an hour to kiss you
Walk through heaven's door I'm sure
We don't need no doctor to feel much
their day!
Can I speak to the doctor lady?
I build this vessel all by hand
There're so many sharks in here I can't believe it
Don't leave the ship
speak of you
Why can't we
Let sleepin' dogs die?
Deep, it cuts deep
And the affection, it grows
And heaven only knows
What you were to earth
by a woman
That ain't the real me
Still, she managed to to spill
Out a little me
Watched the doctors wipe the blood
From her little feet
And goddamn
source
He gave it to us for a cheap cost, for prices we all could eat off
A real street dog
The type of nigga that y'all niggas be studying learning
how
'em in your world
Niggas all dogs? If niggas all dogs, then what you call broads?
Felines in heat, meowing for some yarn balls
Now you and her done
in the well that can wish ya' boy well
Cells eaten by cancer got me lookin' for answers
Doctors say my daughter won't grow up to be a dancer
Just
'em in your world
Niggas all dogs? If niggas all dogs, then what you call broads?
Felines in heat, meowing for some yarn balls
Now you and her done
place
'Cause all dogs go up to heaven
All dogs go to, all dogs go to, all dogs go to
Go to heaven
All dogs go to, all dogs go to, all dogs go to
Go
and ever and ever
Give me an hour to kiss you
Walk through heaven's door I'm sure
We don't need no doctor to feel much better
Let me in, oh
Forever
and you'll never get beat
By the junk food tattooed white dude true blued
Honky with an attitude coming unglued
Fate's right hand...I don't understand
next batter
I don't need no approval for poodles 'cause I'm a fool dog
Get to fighting in clubs and swing with pool balls
Shorty raw, walking by I
on the saw and he
threw his head back with a
mouth full of gold teeth
And they played 'Lopsided heart'
And 'Moon over Dog Street'
And by the time they
the cover was plain
Written by a doctor with a German name
It had glossy pictures, serious stuff
I read it seven times, then I knew it well enough
(Read
no good doctor fi you get dressing
Yow a hell mi a raise when mi a seh no heaven
Dem don't have to kill, dem a party freak
Me park the jeep on the lane
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