Lyrics:
I'm still gon' get it by any means
I'ma go get it by any means
I never panic watch me dashing through my enemies
What's it about me you hate
My look
Telling me that she forgot to take her test (what)
Girl you so crazy
Don't hit my line if you not my lady
I sold more soap then soap operas in 80's
Yeah I'm
careless
How I perished
Man somebody please call my momma
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
I don't know
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
bid to go to the lady's door and stretch out by her side"
"Lie down, lie down, my good master, here's a blanket to your hand
And I'll waken you in
she whine put it in my baby shawty my baby
Shawty gone keep up she gotta bag she rocking Dior while driving a Jag
Whenever you see her she popping a tag
golden allure
She's like a human form of a sunset
She's like a perfect chord on a piano
She's like… a figure of elegance
Oh need I say more?
She's a lady
like a lady
So never judge a book by its cover
Or who you gonna love by your lover
Love put me wise to her love in disguise
She had the body
of thing that I say in my mind,
Cause I don't talk to girls, I'm way too shy,
Yes I know, I'm just your average joe.
Chorus:
Well today is the day I do
by the way
He said he saw a girl, looked a lot like you, up on Choctaw Ridge
And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin' off the Tallahatchie Bridge
your dignity, and pied the piper
Shot by a sniper, Donal Draper
Split you in half like a piece of paper
Look at all my words just before I lay it
she had I swear to you
Bro I'm telling you
My best friend name Joe
I don't know
Shout out my manz Joe
Shout out Joe
You should get on a track tho
No
racks, get them in by the case
Saving that hoe better go get a cape
Feds took my damn challenger so I gotta get a new wraith
Can’t come around here it
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah, ooh ooh reel cool
Get your cute thing out of my flo', Joe
Baby, watch yourself and the records
You know we don’t
Skid Row Joe
Last night that's who I found in the dirty part of town
Lost forgotten with no place to go
Tormented with a bitter taste outcast by
Skid Row Joe
Last night that's who I found in the dirty part of town
Lost forgotten with no place to go
Tormented with a bitter taste outcast by
[Lady's voice]
Uhhhh, uhh, uhhh
Ask a woman if she's faithful she says yes indeed
Can't swear for a woman when she is in need
Overtaken by a hunger
Designer outfitted
My conscious it is all vintage
Don't step on my Raf Simons
I got designer artillery up in the distance
Designer outfitted
My
She do
But her dad don’t like me
Raf Simons
Ain’t no Nike
Check the box when they ask
Am I high key
She in my bed like a touchdown
I keep
30 In
ready
Takin molly to the dome, I think she ready
I think she ready, I think she ready
Get here home by the Cove, I think she ready
I think she ready,
to have dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing
See by now I know your girl dun' told you she lovee the sound of my voice
They say, "Drama, we like when you talk that shit"
So I guess your chick
swear to God
(Yes love, by far)
(Best love, that's my lady) Yeah
She's such a show off (best love)
She's such a cold one (yes love)
She know she go
the suburb and she looks hood
Lady but in bed she's an animal still
Stick, shift or automatic
She can handle the wheel, uh
There when I call, there when I fall
my name, and Pharoahe Moch, why we came what?
We off the chain, plus we plottin on the chain, what?
Know ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you
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