Lyrics:
and oranges
Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
She's on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye
Then I stop and have to think
and oranges
Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
She's on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye
Then I stop and have to think
and oranges
Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
She's on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye
Then I stop and have to think
as good?
Where I'd really like to go
In a year or so?
Don't you want to know?
Of course!
Do you really want to know?
Yes, yes, I do, I do
By
a bump that's funky
And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee
A bass freak would say ?Oohwee,
Peace to do 'cause I like the way you
Simmons
By the second round she ready to tap out
We both mortals but I gotta finish her
Gotta finish her right now (Finish her)
My heart empty like
spliff is hella loud
I can't do nothing now
I guess she figured me out
I wanna flex of course
Flipping aventadors
I wanna sex at yours
She wanna lock
ask em, they know
I had my Chekks by Kerfew
Cause I Don Ski 'd
On dirt food
From the ground
But now it's ShoTime
Got game for free
Just like a dope line
of making L.A. well respected
Of course with the help of the gang that's Ruthless
Peace to the homies as I do what I mean and
MC Ren is in the house, Ice Cube
like Anita baker ah (boom)
Give up on that boy I can treat you better
Give you all this loving not save some for later
My dick make you feel like
Rowlin's tun he gadder no must
It is the voice of Roga
His face is the face of a son
Be thine the silent hall, O Jarama!
A virgin, the one, shall mourn thee
brushin' on the Baby Phat
Long nails now, now let me go and scratch that
It's nothin'
Got baker's dozen
Off of 42nd hittin' up the early Dunkin'
One black
I guess that's how my luck is when I order a baker's dozen
All this time and what do I have to show for it nothing
These are life lessons that we go
I often wish that I could go there
And do what makes me happy without a care
So I shut my eyes, and put my knob in my hand
Now I'm having a wank in
Eternally Thug Nigga Hilfigger made by Tommy
So when I speak hope to reach my ??? Mamis
Or come to Papi I love it when its wet and sloppy
In
seven, I ate her
I'm baked, Anita Baker
Dont talk if it ain't bout that paper (Nah)
Of course, this chain is real this not a pawn bitch
Lets see these
I said shit real
I know how baggin' a whole brick feel
But Cass'
Do you know how battlin' a whole Crip feel?
Who grip steel? Revolver with the spin
a J and play Anita Baker, keep it player
I got bit by the love bug, got hurt
Gained from that experience, evolved into a monster
Feelin' like I'm Mac
the barge go by He comin' to talk to you / Norman Who is Senator Pullman anyway Why do I have to signal the barge? / Iris Welcome to the Caribbean, put
never do
Plus switching on my team is what I'll never do
Fake friends in my face say dey never knew
Shay your name na Allen?
No give am avenue
Where you
a Baker's dozen
Or being stabbed by the scissors you decided to run with
Got more melancholy than a watermelon Lassie
They say they're laughing with me but I
it was him by the Gucci brim
We gotta do it B I G
I'm trying to hit the lottery in V I P
Green leafs in my shot glass
All night soul team had cirrock
doing his thing
And of course, you know a nigga Named Nigel Stanton has the juice
So I have to shout out the one and only Ghetto Hippie Scum
Now, also, I
Get my money
And tell em fuck em
Bout my business
Don't want no problem
My chain shinning
Ky nuk o baker
Kta m'kan pas inat gjith dekaden
Tani i shof tu
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