Lyrics:
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And I know this rodeo has been hard on us all
But I'll be home soon
And honey is there somethin' wrong
She said, don't bother comin' home
By
like the Sun on me
Gettin' this bread she said dropped crumbs on me
Walked in the club and got ones only
Need a tat on my stomach that say "prawns
woman (woman)
You've got to be a do-right-all-night man (man)
Yeah yeah,
They say that it's a man's world
But you can't prove that by me
And as long
extraordinary
Perry mason facing, the barrel if he tattle
My God is my judge, no gown no gavel
I'm a rebel, down to battle
Now or never, I would never
extraordinary
Perry mason facing, the barrel if he tattle
My God is my judge, no gown no gavel
I'm a rebel, down to battle
Now or never, I would never
Kangaroo Nick, I'll box a ho
Shoulda said I got five and a possible
Don't go against Nicki, impossible
I done came through with my wrist on popsicle
Man
extraordinary
Perry mason facing, the barrel if he tattle
My God is my judge, no gown no gavel
I'm a rebel, down to battle
Now or never, I would never
morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by (nothin')
Seen a fiend from 2005, said she still high
I ain't have a dollar in my pocket, I was still fly
And a fifteen year old girl has got to eat
She found me outside one Sunday morning begging money
from a man I didn't know
She took me in and wiped away my
candy man
Well, by now I'm getting all bothered and hot
When he kissed my mouth, he really hit the spot
He had lips like sugar cane, oh
Good things
teased with a kiss
I was three long years being teased by pretty Miss
Bobby Ann Mason, back in high school
She was way too cute, she ws way too cool
How
I have a lover
A lover like no other
She got soul, soul, soul, sweet soul
And she teach me how to sing
Shows me colors when there's none to see
eyes says this guy's got a problem so nice so nice
She don't know what she's doing to him
Every day's like Christmas it sure ain't a dream
When a man's
Wanna see me in the desert but ya man's liquid
Sun shining, old diamonds, new blue face
Staring at my pocket lining 'cause I put the time in
Freak
the time she was born
But she went and played me now my love is gone
Oh, I got a new lady and she's got it going
's got the glance)
She values flowers more than gold (She flows like gold)
Thinks of her men as knights of old (She's never bold)
She's very spiritual
knob, like corn on the cob
I break a bitch, like Chyna did Rob
Put a ho to work like she went and got a job
Everybody hit man, welcome to the mob
Old man down
Way down, down, down by the docks of the city
Blind and dirty
Asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee
I got no dime but I
the time she was born
But she went and played me now my love is gone
Oh, I got a new lady and she's got it going
a millionaire, cause I could tell by the way she walked.
Her daddy must have been a millionaire, cause I could tell by the way she walked.
Every time she start
food man
Look My mommy don't be playing, cause she know I got my game in tact
I spit them lines that make a rapper have a brain attack
and chickens know
Cherry stem with her mouth she could tie in a knot
Favorite trick she does, one in ten that she's got
Making friends, setting trends, hardly
lucky
And the money stills smell like the stuff
I've been countin' all day
Got a hundred paper cuts
Got a, mouth of syrup and a white paper cup
Leanin'
that's a duck off
See my partner ridin' with me, he the trigger man
Singin' ain't no nigga like I'm Jigga man
She know that paper good, know that
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