Lyrics:
pillow recognize her perfume
Tell her man, "Relax," she'll make it home by curfew (haha)
Tom Ford cologne (oh), I look like I'm on (ay)
Playboy Mansion,
sociopathic father who'd snort white lines
And yet, go ahead girl and let your light shine
Unless, maybe there ain't none
It's why I write rhymes
I'm the same
and proud
Ain't no time to hesitate at the gate
Do it now
Bust-a-bus
What a gwan?
How you feel?
Feeling great
What you want?
I want to do it
to live? Put some cash in your purse (some money)
Or your wallet, that shit is the worse
So I'm trying to get some just by spitting my verse, my bad if I
girl, I can't be your man, no ma'am
I know what's on your brain
You probably hope it never would end
Like, "is it the real thing
Or is it just a one
And when I realized that I was tormenting myself, it was about my lust. It wasn't about things that I needed it was just, you know, all these security
one and only mother
Look we ain't doing bad in fact we doing good
I'ma make it with this rap we gon' make it out the hood
Put his hands on you I wish
ain't no cutting near
We ain't gotta touch, boo, I'll make love to your mind
And sex your thoughts with the sensation, I'm scratchin' your spine
Flip it
your mother that I love her 'cause I love you
Tell your father we go farther as a couple
They ain't lose a daughter, got a son
I show you how to do this
they ain't give me no choice
Judge gave me five months in jail
Felt like I was in Hell
Twenty three I was in the cell
Sorry your honor if I was too
walkin' through thorns (Me and Slika)
Hotbox in the car, I ain't talkin no Ford (Skrrt! Skrrt! Skrrt!)
More like eclipses, be in the backseat, fuckin' these
ain't makin' you the butt of my jokes
Let's not stray from what I came to say
To my beloved, I think we need some time away
They say if you love it
You
through your window something like +Brother Man+
It's just who we are
If I see yar, it's E.R
Vacay in D.R., shirt and jeans, g-star
Tell me how they
a connection to Christmas music and it began in early childhood spurred on by three things. My culture, my family, and my city. I'm a born and raised new Yorker.
And even though I'm built Ford tough
And even though, I called your bluff
And even though, you left this pain
If I had the chance, do it all again
We never
to here like a bow tie,
Cut it out sold drugs out my mommas house
So for mothers day, I bought my mom a house
Chillin' in the club standing on the couch
to here like a bow tie,
Cut it out sold drugs out my momma's house
So for mothers day, I bought my mom a house
Chillin' in the club standing on the couch
'm on a mission
To get this money by any means
So Fuck Ya
IF A Friend Wanna TURN INTO a enemy
It's PE
So Fuck all that Bullshit
Your getting mad because you
motherfucker called Stagger Lee."
I'm Stagger Lee
“Yeah, I'm Stagger Lee and you better get down on your knees
And suck my dick, because if you don't you're
a favor and quit callin' my house
If you really don't want this nigga to put this dick in your mouth
Um, have you seen my bitch?
I ain't seen her, but if
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
the game
Well, I'll tell you one thing
If that Bob Crutchfield ever connects with a pitch, that ball's gonna' fly! It's gonna' sail right over the center
you you would end
Up being pushed around and more
Likely to suffer violence because
Of your desire to avoid it you
Had no choice if you
Were to have any
Everybody know I got it, if you want it, then get at it
But I ain't gon have it,
No I ain't gon have it
[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you could you would get rid
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