Lyrics:
Carry his own water as nary a known other
Read a palm when I parry apparently no sucker
Man slash island, casually hammers iron
Falcons that come
test
Got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me
'Cause we make up the Boogie Down Productions crew faculty
Get it right, or train yourself not
To keep you loving me
And its just to much for me
To not have you by my side
Cause no matter what your going through
You know that I'm gon' ride yea
the liquor store open yet
I need some Moet to pour it on yo ass like a paint
Back shots leave the pussy shaking, this my open invitation
In the morning
be so cold
Sang the song of the fairy man
Not even a mountain of gold could bring him back to your yearning arms
What a lucid expectation
What a trouble
What a lucid expectation
Thanks to men
I'm the fancy dress suits
Stealing the workin mans
Pay
Thanks for killing
A motherless child , you were torn from your home
By decree of the county affairs
Good Christians, they gave you a lily-white dress
And shorn back that Indian
I know her by her apron
And the dress she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder,
A piece of paper in her hand,
She gonna tell old John
She want back her
it how it go
Real faceless man sin cara
Now I'm back around like it's karma
Karla, UB2 with some apnars
Still
Keep my faith like gurdwaras, pastors
Yo,
suffered set-backs
Had shouldn't-have-said-thats, had made everyone mad
He made 808s, so he's everyone dad, know he ever gets sad
Hotel rooms by
Try as he might, he's unable to speak
He grabs her by the hair, he strokes her on the cheek
The bed is unmade, like everything is
Dark little
And I'ma bring this nigga Puff mad more C.R.E.A.M.
With hooks galore, leave this city shook for short
And I'ma take 'em back where Biggie took 'em before
Try as he might
He's unable to speak
He grabs her by the hair
He strokes her on the cheek
The bed is un-made
Like everything is
Dark little
dress in his frown,
Just drifting away
Just a smudge against the ashen sky
csk the people how they're getting by
With the eye, the eye, the eye,
to be fxcked by a real Czar
Whisper shxt in French while we fxck in your mans car
(SKRAIT UPPPPP)
Niggas can't style
Dress game design by me
Man I'm fly as fuck
Fully loaded
They flick me up
La Familia Gang
Troy my dog
He rolling up
Double cup
2
daddy says
Don't be ashamed of things that hide behind your dress
Belly-up and arch your back
Well I ain't really falling asleep, I'm fading to black
things right
The way you dress your bed na so you lie
I keep my focus on the light
To send my shadow go behind
A man must try to do things right
The way
the wig-splitters and skid bitters who gets realer
Like Beenie Man, carjack a bitch nigga
Who got the keys to the Jeep? Sim Simmer
We never heard of yo clique but
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yeah
Yea
Yea
Yea, they think that I cosplay the way that I dress
Yea, they think that I cosplay the way that I dress
Yea, they think that
that everything just gets lost in there
And if it never comes out,? that?s ok by me..
And on other side, ???..at the top there may light at the end
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
That nigga back from
out)
Huh
Huh
Slam it, baby (huh)
Enter the jam
The party is packed and I rap
Girls wall to wall
There's my man hangin' out at the back
So I
I was born with a coat hanger in my mouth
Oh yeah, and I was dumped down south
I was found by the richest man in the world
Oh yeah, who bought me
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