Lyrics:
started smilin'
Multicolored lady
You ain't like no rainbow I've ever known
Multicolored lady
Come go with me, I'll take you to my home
Oh, by the way,
she got more crabs than a seafood platter
Bitch on the gank move, to skeaze me
Just to say "I got fucked by eazy"
So I slapped the ho' like a pimp
I ain't got no ego (P-Crisco got that heat, boy)
I don't mind salutin' a nigga (bad feelin' that she)
Bad for me, yeah
(Ain't that DJ Chose over
Mhm, like ink
Bet ya baba mama want nigga like me
Bitch nigga
Lemme go and tell you girls
What I’m talkin’ ‘bout
Fast life I really live
I don’t talk
pulling me in
I know, I know, I know
Your friends all talkin' 'bout me
They say I got no chance at all
Your fire is burning deep
In my soul, my soul,
My spidey sensies, got me on the fencies
Whole squad in Ginza, travel bag by Balenci'
Big dawg hittin' big wheelies on the six speed
No, don't
By the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy
I'm talkin' Champagne
And the spaces that lie in-between
Get me back to...
Going to capture the moment
Not be bound by the hands or the sands that mark on
Love-no defined sense of time
watchin' too much of Stephen done got to me
Verses too eas', I'm servin' up by the threes
I'm playin' pool and the pool just connects to the beach
I've
The whole world's talkin' 'bout
How I'm your stand by Santa Claus
But ooh, your kisses thrill me,
Sure love your angel eyes
The devil in you kills me,
But I
Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
Mariah Carey's kinda scary
wait a miniute what about my honey Mary
the jeans they fittin like
a cigarette
Fool man I'm tellin' you my bitch gonna
Come get me up outta here!
Warren: Hello
Bitch this ain't no motherfuckin' Leroy
Aye I'm in motherfuckin'
wonder, baby, I wonder, would you just
Put your sweats on, put your sweats on for me, yeah
'Cause I got the plug, I made the call for green
I'm talkin
you coming back, lord, I don´t know
I guess the silence speaks for itself
The last time you talked to me
I did all the talkin' now I see
You were
Yeah
Just call me young nigga
Our money grown doe
By the way
Lets go yeah
You already know what time it is lets go
[Chorus]
I said I'm young
all of my niggas, they forever here by my side
It was just eight niggas in a two bedroom, no leg room, that was last June, yeah, yeah, for real
talkin' 'bout?)
I bet you think this song is about you
Don't you (who you talkin' 'bout?)
Don't you (they call me, Diddy)
Don't you? (Yo, J, listen)
Whatever I do,where-ever I go,the same afterglow
Is keepin' me low, don't wanna lose it,
But don't wanna stay here too long.
They see you go by
as a Christmas tree
And I said to myself
As I rode by myself
Everybody's got a home but me
I rode by a house
Where the moon was on the porch
And the girl
I'm fire nigga got that purp'
Nigga hatin' on me no work
I'm in that bitch I skrrr!
I'm in that bitch I skrrr!
No fuck nigga round my circle
Get
out
Nah, that ain't what I'm talkin' 'bout
Baby, can't you tell by this kiss
I don't wanna be your friend
No, I don't wanna be your friend
I
me
Don't know who you talkin' 'bout (ay, yeah)
I want all the smoke (come here)
Don't run when you see me (come here)
Talkin' 'bout what you would
ghostly
Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over
after
And nobody else can have her 'cause she's
My girl, a walkin' talkin' angel baby
My girl, not a minute goes by when she ain't looking pretty
My
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