Lyrics:
holding hands
Let's take our place in front of the lens
Find a scenic spot with a nice backdrop
Ask that passerby with the tie
To document
All this time
Can't lose my main bitch fuckin' with my side hoes
I know she mad when the text is full of typos
She ask me 'bout this chick Alexis, she like 5'4", uh
Yo, Ye
Yo
Yo, I'm at the London, I need you to swing by, pick me up
On my way
Aight
Look, let me tell you why they call it Lambchop
'Cause
ask them when was the last time you had some twat?
Put 'em right in his place, saw him right down
Shake it right in his face, you like the waist?
By
Hi, this is Sonny
And Cher
And this is the other side of our record
When you cut a record
Every one always asks you
What you are gonna put
KRS and Melodie live together with D-Nice and Harmony
Side by side with Rebecca, D-Square, Sidney
BDP!
Yes!
I got a hundred guns two hundred
Packing your bags as you rip me to pieces
You always ask so I kept it a secret
Why are you begging me to lie to you?
Acting so nice but your jacket is
these voice notes to embarrass you with
Go ask Lils how her heart actually feels
And what are the con's that she had on her list
When she sent me a text
I'm just waiting 'til you wake up
So I can ask you if you slept alright
I'm just waiting 'til you wake up
You got home from your walk late last night
get at me (let me holla at 'em real quick)
One thing I ask of you (okay)
Let me be the one you back that ass up to (come on)
Go from Malibu
and spreading the joy
Jump in the mosh pit here with your boy
I'd be out eating Big Bok Choy
Feeling so dope like Chips Ahoy
My bro Charlie with me, he a legends
my tongue licks
Behind me gettin' handcuffed by a slut
Look, I'm from Gittero what?
Southside niggas throw it up when
It's time to get buck
Niggas in
am I? You ask
The guy with the razzmatazz with ten duffel bags packed with pazazz
In the past cut twice by the ladies of my life
(and the wounds)
Ain't got time to talk, just hi and bye, bitch
But baby, if you ask me to take a break
I'll give it all away, don't care what the people say
I'll be
Smack her once, smack her twice, boy
You're nothing nice
Her heady hit the beddy now
Turn off the lights
I Pendergrass'd her and ask her
"How did you like
is all plan
It's a bigger picture and you can't photoshop me out
Some nigga ask me why Jay never shout me out
Like I'm supposed to give a fuck
the dark 'cause it's real ice ('Cause it's VV)
Before I fuck that bitch, I'm gon' be real nice (I play my role)
Nigga owe me money, I ain't gon' ask twice
a toxic, the plot begins to thicken
I begin to spittin' like vintage Pac, demented
Demonic sinister, ever since the the Doc replenished me
The day he gave
out like rental. Hoes will stay shooting dental. Caught a pair of denim and bought me a flight to Venice. Ouch Charlie bit my finger. Good luck Charlie
me that Costa last two three weeks or today we are commodity go by kinky aside there are no CDs be basically the driver the work Oh Charlie Anka Minaya
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Omo nah true life story
Eehehh
Charlie is a boy
Praying for the favour of God
Many things wey him put in hand
Many dey spoil
Him
was caged in?
What would you change then?
What if there was no Roc-A-Fella law for Made Men?
What if hate ran through me?
And what if Portland
an open space
I don't need your love
I don't need your patience
I don't need your harm
If I did I'd ask for you
To come back with me
Or go somewhere
raised in the inner city by ballers with diamonds
Climbin the benzes, rollin philles, we younger minors
Me, I be the one that's only 12 years old
Crankin
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