Lyrics:
simons that be on my belt
Baby girl your so classy (Yea)
I came up I was so ashy (Yea)
200 Hunnit on the dashy (Yea)
I just hope I don't crash it (Yea)
Got on my leather jacket, thriller
There sure ain't nothin' iller
Man I'm a lady killer, if I want her I'ma steal her
I promise I could make her
to tell myself that my condition is improvin'
And if I don't die by thursday I'll be roarin' friday night
Went down to the snake pit
To drink a little
good girls in Louis Vuitton gear (yeah)
I like bad bitches, extended long hair (come on)
And she like Raf Simons (like Raf Simons)
My bitch bag like
sista
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said "Hello, hey Joe. You wanna give it a go?" Oh
Gitcha, Gitcha
met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, ""Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?""
Oh, uh-huh
Gitchie,
(Mike Amiri jeans, B.B Simon hold my belt buckle)
(Aye, Soul)
(Mike Amiri jeans, B.B Simon hold my belt buckle)
(He want smoke like fuck it get 'em
twice
But I'm leaving by tonight
Yeah she crazy
Walking around call me baby
Hold up we never done that one before
Stop telling them you my lady
I pull
dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin'
咪收咁埋
Stand up!
You know what they call me?
Sensei Sensei
So listen up listen up listen up baby
Sensei Sensei
Ya she da one she da one lady (AH HUH)
lady my wife
She got a little something that I like, yeah
She got a little something that I like
She got a little something that I like
I might just make
on the grind to the top I climb
Fuckin wit me she gotta be a dime
Living by the mantra that the world is mine
I keep money on my mind
Always on the grind
down and eat at Joe's
French fries are from who knows when
But Madeleine, she loves them so
Madelein's my Christmas tree
She's America to me
I know that
down and eat at Joe's
French fries are from who knows when
But Madeleine, she loves them so
Madelein's my Christmas tree
She's America to me
I know that
legs in the air
She want her hair pulled spank her derriere
We interrupted by a phone call
By Joe the player
That boy tell me he got big bricks for sale
on the corner hold their breath as she's walking by
She's got to be some vato's lady
She must be some vato's lady
She's got to be some vato's lady
Cause she's so
A Pisces lady loves romance (She loves romance)
Her movements tell you at a glance (She loves to dance)
Why they say Pisces rules the dance (She
To a woman who was sick
Come to find
They believe she had demons
Didn't even have my bible with me
I can't believe it
I didn't need it
I just prayed in
She's a lady when
Oh when they lay their hands
Oh she's a lady when
Oh when they lay their heads
Oh she's a lady when
Oh when they take her head
Oh
comes by
Oh me, oh my
I hope the little lady comes by
She's absolutely wonderful and marvelous and beautiful
And anyone can understand why
I'm
comes by
Oh me, oh my
I hope the little lady comes by
She's absolutely wonderful and marvelous and beautiful
And anyone can understand why
I'm
comes by
Oh me, oh my
I hope the little lady comes by
She's absolutely wonderful and marvelous and beautiful
And anyone can understand why
I'm
Average Joe
I?ve got brothers
And I?ve got sisters
Fighting hard for me and you
Yeah I got a mother and she?s been praying
They?ll all be coming home real
Found a stone on Thirty-second street in a field all overgrown
Said “Here lies old poor Regina. Died tonight.”
By my house that’s laden marble with
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