Lyrics:
If I measured you with a telescope
Would you be at apogee
If I bent your light through a prism's slope
Are you moving away from me
I don't see you
I've finally arrived
Spin around I think
The room is haunted
Looking down the cars
Look like they're shrunken
Don't know how I got
Up here I'm taunted
By
At least I'm saving hers"
She cried, "Mama, please leave
He don't love you
He just wants to see you bleed
He ain't go nothin' that we need
Forget a father
gonna help
But maybe you got time
Got a minute just
To get shit tight
Just a little time
To set things right
But I'm just sayin
You don't need to
But you
She say she only let me fuck if I'm bringing a Friend. Put the dick on her so good she told me do it again.
She at the spot turning up and she
do, by God, they must fry (fry?)
You know, like electric chair
The way you stare (yeah, I'm there)
You committed a crime and I'm the victim
I've
stackoli to get free like a parolee
Now I'm in apparel colored shirt and guacamole
In another country brought to you by Coca-Coley
Ordered from the top
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Flo J
Thinking bout this life I been in real light
I did roll the dice a couple damn times
People say I'm hating what is my life uh
vacation, see my brothas really livin' nice
It's money the flo', so we down to take anotha flight
Need production for this movie, that I'm shootin' like my
Seventh flo' with the 'dro now, nineteenth flo' by the rocks now
Gettin' paper make me feel like
Let me see all of my gangsters come up in Chi-Town
Let me
she gotta get the money
'Cause she fuckin' with a pimp like me
Gotta serve a trick at the after party
'Cause I got her body in my mind
I'm a playa when
The Girl
Kick The Can & Hide The Belt yy
This Was Like Nothing Else
She Said I’m Telling Yo Mama
Then Would Smack Me Run
She Use To Tell Me To Quit
But
ain’t gone get ahead by feelin sorry gotta go for it
I’m Tired of makin money but ain’t got nothin to sho for it I’m over this
Eh Eh!
What do u do
When
beaucoup burners on the flo'
Startin' to love this pain, now, bitch
I'm 'bout to go up flo'
I had brought you to the clique house
When we left out the bottom
up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got the goons 'round me
And yeah I rep my city, bitch
I'm from Dade County
Ay!
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down,
to be my girlfriend
Girl you got me hypnotized
Ima tryna make it clear
Why you standing over there
You should be here by my side let's go!
Hey girl
Why
talk
You can tell I'm the s*** by the way I walk
Walk wit me now,
Step wit me now,
Step right wit me now,
To the left wit me now,
From
I'm lookin' good, you lookin' great yourself
I mean you shittin' on these bitches, you should hate yourself
My style so cold I could skate myself
But I
run it up
We gunn’ run it Up
Ayyyyyye (Welcome to Bandland we throwin’ bandz in here)
RILLA
I just came to run it up
They say I’m hot I’m burnin’ up
the system, shattered by the distance
Tackled by the rhythm, laughing with the wisdom
See through my prism, it's a Crystal Ball
Listen to my vision - be
I'm a playa when I (w-work the bitch)
Uh, a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard, what
You could be up in the club
You talkin' about you got
I'm a playa when I (w-work the bitch)
Uh, a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard, what
You could be up in the club
You talkin' about you got
Under pressure cuz the clock's tickin'
And when I shoot it I am not missin'
Every day there's pain but as time goes by
I increase my strengh so I'm not
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