Lyrics:
Dillinger drillin' ya for ya shit
On the streets for the sixth time in & out for the crime
I rates crimes add up in food stamp dollars & dimes
I'm
momma's partner
So I've been in pussy since I could start nuttin'
I'm off that cloraseptic and that robatussin
Had a appetite for the wrong nigga, said
georges
Either you gonna bring me this bread
Or get lit up like torches
I need my money now partner
Come up off of my cake
Betta hook me up like bait
disguise
Please don't let another day go by…
Words that I have said, things I've never seen
Even if you doubt it, guilt is my most friendly partner
There's
you broke me down
cnd 8 years later
We're still together
Didn't think I'd find
Someone to game with
c partner in crime
Or someone to just kiss
cs our
Overwrought refugees thrown to a group home,
Or jailed for the crime of looking for a new home,
Elvis died, Hendrix died, Lennon died
Genocide, in Africa,
I remember when we use to have a good time,
Partners in crime.
Tell me that's all in the past and I will gladly walk away,
Tell me that you're
I got a mortgage and my kids in a forest by the bridge
And I drives a Rolls Royce in a porridge with dem grills
So you understand I was tryna pay me
are partners in crime
You're always the bride
And I know you don't mind
When I drop by
We don't have to decide until its light
You love how I
and you're my rhyme
I am your bonnie and you're my clyde
Yeah we partners in crime
Yeah we partners in crime
I'm the luckiest man alive
To have you by my side
the perfect partner of crime
But I can't help but be your stupid fool
If you want
I can be all the things you want me to be
If you feel, what I feel
Please can
believe in me no more
Will you be my ride or die and crime partner
Cos I love you for life, not gon lie bout that
Yea yea,
I love your body and soul
I love
Jacksons
And Them Georges
Either You Gunna Bring Me This Bread
Or Get Lit Up Like Torches
I Need My Money Now Partner
Come Up Off Of My Cake
Betta Hook Me
Ain't no music on
We smoking by the pound
I need your love tonight, babe
I ain't sleep in nine days
Something 'bout the time change, got me feeling
forgive them" - He cries through His pain - "they don't understand what they do"
Now my partner-in-crime joins the blood-thirsty mob insisting that He is
to me like lemon to lime.
Now we get to the business, partner in crime
HOOK:
Fireee n desirrrring.
My flame got your fuel inquiring.
cwespiring,
on the line
I'd die for you but we were partners in the crime
Everything about you is so F-I-N-E, fine
Let's put our clothes back on
And by the way girl
and under your smell, oh can't you see?
We made a cake and we invited all to our amiable party
A drop of poison to spice things up
We are partners in
commissioner Gordon followed by the coroner
Then reporters wanting stories pushing me into a corner
Next morning I'm eating porridge with other poor kids in
At least we're partners in this crime
Why don't you prove me wrong?
Show me what I can't see
Make me understand
Help me to understand
Why don't you
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
nigga like my partner
And I run this bag up, be lit forever
Never going be
Lately, I been fighting demons
Had a talk god, thankful that I breathing
I
leg, and a head
And all bread to conquest it takes, I'm pawning the rest
My partner, my partner spawned with don in the red
I'm all on they neck, 'til
about hitting me right back I'm trying to knock this bitch down
Putting pussy before your partners disrespecting the game
What about you broke in them
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