Lyrics:
I hold you, I touch you
In a maze can't find my way
I think you, I drink you
I'm being served you on a tray
You see girl
That's what I go
the bass is pumpin' so hard the lights are dim
And ya'll are letting me know we're cold blowin' the rim
That's right,you're being served,served with a smile
the sort of vibe
But I feel it when
Your sunset California eyes rain a little bit
I know you stayed and served
Your time but you're innocent
Your sunset
at your front door motherfucker lay a bet on it
Lookin' like the purge you can bet on it
Somebody gettin' served you can bet on it
Y'all can't fuck with
Sweeney, Sweeney, Sweeney
Sweeney
Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd
(Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd)
He served a dark and a vengeful god
(He served
Todd!
He served a dark and a hungry god!
He served a dark and a hungry god!
To seek revenge may lead to hell
But everyone does it, if seldom
dice with Troup (Troup)
Hit the D mall and then I served Big Unk (Unk)
Anytime 50 came to town I served Buck (Buck)
Anytime the Sixers played
Multi Millionaire La Flare
I done pushed a million bales, I done served a million squares
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
I hold you, I touch you
In a maze can't find my way
I think you, I drink you
I'm being served you on a tray
You see girl
That's what I go
around this ho?
You'll get served around this ho
Yeah, you'll get served
Like a fucking hors d'ouvre around this ho
I don't splurge around no ho
No, I
da-de-bla, diddly-da, schmiddly-pa
Is it something that's served with tea?
Hiccups!
I beeped when I should have bopped
I heaped when I should have hopped
wilderness, you're covered in stains
You cast aside the sheet, you cast aside the shroud
Of another man, who served the world proud
You greet another son,
what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
Y'all drop shit like birds
Then it's about the time for yo ass to get served
Just
over
Brother Henry just kept his seat
And we served the bones to Henry Jones
'Cause Henry don't eat no meat
Our banquet was most proper
Right down
really know be
That it was hot, dude was a cop
He was just tryin to pop, to put the new beams on his drop
First I served him o.z.'s, then I served him
well with endless reprimands
We don't do well with a life served as a sentence and
This won't work well if you're hell bent on your offense
'Cause I
When I get them goons, you in the afterlife by afternoon
My chopper tucked, man, I served that dust, my nigga served that food
Now I'm in my jail
lashes got you pretty now (ooh)
Love the way you take control of that dick you actin' sturdy now
You might worthy now (you might worthy)
You served your
now wit my hands tied
Dey take shots cause if I'm out there it?s a landslide
But revenge is best served as a cold dish
And suckas will get served nigga,
Halloween?
You look so absurd, you look so obscene" Oh
Why can't I live a life for me
Why should I take the abuse that's served
Why can't they see they're just
Wonder, I swear I don't even see opps
(I don't even see 'em)
Hollow zoomed right through his gut
Helped him detox (Duh-duh-duh)
I served the plug a whole
Our children have grown up
I want you baby
Beside me tonight
Justice must be served the right, the right way
Justice must be served the right,
Bound and gaggd in a black pot
Seared and flavoured with herbs and salt
Marinated slowly in a secret sauce
Roasted and served as sumptuous course
you've served her well
(She'll be climbing higher now)
More sinned against than sinning, please
You're not above my suspicions
You're lamb and serpent
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