Lyrics:
There you lay
All by yourself
So please allow me
To introduce myself
I welcome you
To the house of sin
Open your mind
And let the games
it
If you don't know it by now I'm talkin' bout love
If love was a bell you can bet I'd be ringin' it
If love was a song you can bet I'd be singin' it
and see
Livin' a legend, in the kitchen cheffin'
I'm a player, you just reffin'
Still public housin', fuck the album
You cuffin' bitches, I'm puffin' sour
Them Philly bitches say the ball keep his jaunt fly
Then Reggie Kush shot us up in Californi
La la la la la la la
Sing them a lullaby
Sing them
to junk anew?
The Loop Garoo
I'm goin' put my hook to you
That bayou water
Running through my vein
Pot lentils burning
Holes in my brain
Coming
to me baby, I won't bite
You look so tasty, but I won't bite
Really I'm such a good kitty, don't put up fights
But if you trick me, baby, it gon' get
She's seen the whites of crazy eyes
Been in the camps of foreign spies
Taken lovers by surprise
The captives smile
But all the while she is
a choice but to roll on
We found a family spot to kick it
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we can smoke in peace,
you love me, I dream I'm awake
How can I believe that everything
In this world is going to be fine?
And how can I believe that everything
In this
something (rack)
She want a trick, I'm not one (not one)
Pull up and hop on a baddie (skrrr)
She wanna text me the addie (text it)
They know we having it
to state
I seen my braw take down your boy from around tha way
If you fake I'm gunna let you know from the top
And leave that dick in your mouth, and put
the streets
and tryin a trick or two
you pulled me up and you let me fly
you give me a sweet kind of spirit to swing by
honey wont you call out your train
sleep, I toss and turn
Candlesticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned
Four walls just staring at a nigga
I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finger
I'm on my way down to Latin Quarter to find two
more freaks...
Kris: Word...
[Super Sperm]
Chorus: repeat 2X
Scott LaRock had em all
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, oh
I kinda feel like time is passing us by
But it's killing me to leave you 'lone
Cry all day long
of a trick, I couldn't take my pick
Between a slime and a fist just to cool off your dog
I'm taking morphine
Now I'm rolling in sweat
With a loaf of cold
[Featuring Silkk The Shocker Fiend]
[Master P]
Ya see wenches be messy like Marvin
My homies be ballin pimp tricks eryday from L.A. to the Bay
like dice
Forever in the day
Say what you say
On the mic I display, Philly to L.A.
I've been all over from Crenshaw and Impearl
To 108th, I'm sure
that I knew she never sees me
I'm only a face in the crowd
Las Vegas Nevada
What happens now I'm completely
Out of her life
Las Vegas, before you
Out on the town kicking around feeling bluesy
It's getting late I can't afford to be choosy
Should be home and dry by now
Tried every trick in
running no more
I got bamboozled but oh how I love it in love
(la la la la la la la la la bamboozled)
(la la la la la la la la la bamboozled)
I tried
sleep, I toss and turn
Candlesticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned
Four walls just staring at a nigga
I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finger
the shoes McQueen (wow)
You be tryin' too hard not to watch my stories
I was shakin' this ass, better not report me
I'm close by even though it's hard
and hos
No one knows where the lead poison goes
Cause I'm in the ho checks
Yeah, come off the Rolex
If not, I'm a give Bonnie some
Film at 11 by Connie
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