Lyrics:
my love
Hear what they might say
So, I might learn a little more of love
Before I go away
cnd P it stands for Paddy I suppose
J for my love John
W
'me bute
pour le carré VIP
VIP
V.I.P
Dit moi comment faire
J'parle de Dieu dans mes vers
J'pète le feu dans mes rêves
J'n'ai que ceux qui m'éclairent
Depuis
time
'Cause I'm trying to do what I've loved, I love what I do
This music is something more different than the weed and the brew
That's why we
What's real
Yeah
I don't even know no more
What's real
Yeah
I don't even know no more
Nope
Somebody said it but they don't want you to say it
side of Queens
We get the CREAM, laid up, love-love for dame
Cos I mean what I mean, I'm out to claim King
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my name'll reign
Look nigga I can roll up some more weed
Or order 22 more bottles of Don P
My presidential Rolex shining, that's on Gs
The clothes that I got on are
right where I see me spinning
It's got me losing control
Can't help it, somebody help me
Before I'm about to lose it
(P-p-p-p-p-pop, pop, d-d-d-d-dance,
is highly addictive
Especially when you're used to having money to live with
I thought step back look at my life as a whole
Ain't no love it seems
to murk on my fire since fireworks
Now you hurt, have you goons in a drive-by verse
Cause I'm STRONG in that area thuggin
I just, LOVE leavin niggaz
time
'Cause I'm trying to do what I've loved, I love what I do
This music is something more different than the weed and the brew
That's why we
I never took ecstacy
I love to sip ganja tea
Mama use to lay it on me
My daddy never said a Gahdamn thing
The only time I saw him was in my
baby ken dawg
From the westside four-o's got love for short and my
Homeboy j-ball from the seven four from that gang
And the homeboy tracy d from
of Queens
We get the cream laid up love love for dame
'Cause I mean what I mean,I'm out to claim king
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my namell reign
get like me [X2]
Er-er'body love me, boss so fly
Niggas throw dey deuces er'time I ride by [X2]
C'mon, me tell me what it do, I do it for the A'
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
? West P
When somebody gotta die, we gon' march to the steps
They said Brenda had a baby but she left it in the alley
One shot that playa hater now
something new (Uh-huh)
We sendin' out this message to
[Money Mark]
All the pretty little young and sexy women
And they great-great grandma's love they way we
paparazzi
Reload ya flash bulbs for the dead bodies
Severed bitches and human abominations
Lined up behind the velvet rope wavin' they invitations
One by
at everybody image see a touch of Gates
Had a good friend, but, you killed it, threw my love away
Now they in they feelings 'cause they cannot get in touch
swingin, with ??
Don P AKA Don Pimp, Don Pimpin, never slippin'
If its mine or your trick, I'm rippin'
It's the return of that Memphis boys that been
Yeah
We bringing trap back
Stuffed three p's inside my backpack
Prayin' til somebody hear me screamin
I don't know it's angels or it's demons
NEEDLE IN A MIRROR - Music and lyrics by Andy J Tyler
INTRO.1:
VERSE (ONE):
IT'S A STRANGE THING I'VE BEEN THINKING, OH NO, DON'T TALK ABOUT LOVE
my hubris
if the test’s a spawn of destiny
then i’ll get thru it
until somebody cared enough
to call my independent bluff
now im thriving, not just
love every day every other time
make you call on me (You know, you know know know )
Make you call on me baby
If you're looking for somebody wey go do
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