Lyrics:
to move forward (Lord)
Baby shower time, father didn't show up
Now she just feeling nauseous like she finna throw up
The water flows down her legs, yeah,
to move forward (Lord)
Baby shower time, father didn't show up
Now she just feeling nauseous like she finna throw up
The water flows down her legs, yeah,
dreams
Hoping she can reach her goal oh by any means
Cause she's bad yeah shawty man that girl is a queen
And like she's from New York she feels like no
a long time
She deserves herself at her best even if no one else does
The world would stop on its axis if it realized the full breadth of who she is
imma go to Milan to pick up designer
I got no time for it
She wanted the Dolce Gabbana and Prada
I got it
I gave her that Tom Ford
She don't want the 2
done for the thrill
You think your life has no will
Hoping time would stand still
cnd you mudda stop quarreling to realize
You mental ain't willing cause
time it comes to my sound, which is the champion sound
The bugle has blown the many times, and it still have one more time left
Caw the amount
I paged you, don't get no call back
Now it all makes sense
The two of us are not meant to be
So by the time you read this letter
And try to make
a lady, she's got time
Brush back your hair
And let me get to know your face
She's a lady, she is mine
Brush back your hair
And let me get to know your
favouring the ground
Carring for all the roots
While I was staring skywards
Waiting the blooming loots
And once she has harvested
Weariness overgrew
I played
Fat Flossie she's stepping out
She going to leave you lonely she going to leave no doubt
Oh yeah fat Flossie she's stepping out
Fat Flossie I sang
I just told bro I'm done being a hoe
By the time I got home
she packed up all her clothes
She said she bout to go
She can't do this here no mo
She
She's got real games not tricks
Slick and quick
Watching no one but herself
Inspired by everything
Handle no dream
She's more than a desire in
She started feeling on my chest
I started feeling on her breasts
And there's no need for me to stress the rest
A yo, I got myself a winner
We
hounded out by
Everyone! Met with hatred
Everywhere! No kind word from
Anyone! No compassion
Anywhere!
Christine, Christine why, why?
(RAOUL and GIRY
on the moon
The time the talks they share walking around calhoon
And when she watches the look on his face as he sleeps
She recalls every inch to how it got
feelings been abused and robbed
She never gonna be what she once was
Gets tough to discuss all that happened
Her days gettin harder to come by
That’s
to see her do the Hula
What's a pit bull to a poodle
And she want a egg plant
She don't want no Ramen noodle no
So get up haffi dance some
This is the Puna
don't know
La, la, la, la, la, la
Girl this time I think I went to far
Hold up
Liven in the bodega
I met a girl by the name of Alayna
She said she
she was in the hallway naked
If it's true, blame it on whatever drugs he was takin' (Ha-ha)
"Say no to drugs," is what I tell kids I meet
You don't
the F, fuck
He got the ad-lib, that shit sound cool
She see them racks and the
Chain and she drool, fuck
She make it clap, clap (Ha ha ha ha)
Yeah, she
Lord knows how many time i spent my work to come here now
Who knows
Her has me looking and in a meter of time she start to strip
Baby just go
Booddy by by oh my my I love you and that's no lie
But you lived up to your title ho! Caroline, ha ha
Yeah, mad cash be spending
And thanks to you he
bloodflowers spread all across the pavement floor
She has the will of a thousand suns
(She caught your eye)
A man`s weak mind cannot stand time near her
She has
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