Lyrics:
here in her pajamas
Cause I've told you many times that that's a no no
Oh you should know by now that's a no no
Yeah you should know by now that
outta town
Cause you just lost your job
How did we get so affected
Cause I think
Love is love reflected
Time
Don't let it slip away
Raise yo' drinkin'
moved to Jers' so we could get a better life
But little did she know a ghetto is a ghetto
Good times found myself like Jimmie Walker sayin' "Cello"
or no clucker, but ready to hustle
With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders
Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
Cause cowards despise, soldiers we
wild west
Even the teacher got a vest (this is what I said)
You can ask, on the block, fool ? ain't the one to test
Street Jeopardy (here we go yo, here
'cause you can instigate a follow (shit)
Look at all these slave masters posin' on yo' dollar (get it)
Look at all these slave masters (ay)
Posin'
of lemon
This one is the buisineisum
I don't make this drink by the gallon
I make it by the cup, then I'm stylin'
Got KFK, Slaughterhouse and Brother
, yo, yo, yo)
Once it's on, I come through, guns is drawn
Blam, blam, lungs is gone, sons will mourn
From dusk 'til dawn (uh), night time belongs
white in blue sound nice, make it twice" (big boy)
And I signed her autograph, "Thanks for the advice" (big boy) (yo yo)
I keep it real dirty, dirty,
moved to Jers' so we could get a better life
But little did she know a ghetto is a ghetto
Good times found myself like Jimmie Walker sayin' "Cello"
at all
It flies far away by night and by day
To the times and the joys that are gone
But I never will forget the
Sweet maiden I met
In the valley near
that's rich that'll, run in your bitch and by the third week
Yo mark my word, me and my herb speak
That's that fire move like Schwinns yo
Invisible pens
even fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, RZA! Hit me with that shit one time!
And pull a foul, niggaz save the beef on the cow
I'm milkin this ho, this is MY
Timbo
Hey, Ne-Yo
Say what? Lo-So
Hey, hey
I'm a movement by myself
But I'm a force when we're together
Mami, I'm good all by myself
But,
As we approach the current time frame of 1997
With approximately two and a half years before the year two thousand
Repeatedly it has been reported
'cause I got nothin' to do
Forget a chorus, my metaphors are so complicated
It takes six minutes to get applause
And by the time you all catch on,
'cause I got nothin' to do
Forget a chorus, my metaphors are so complicated
It takes six minutes to get applause
And by the time you all catch on,
times, I might slang some dimes (back to trappin')
You believe corporations runnin' marijuana? (How that happen? Ooh)
And your country gettin' ran by
his hat match his shoe (Yo, you lookin' kinda fresh)
Well, back in the days of Sherlock Holmes
A man was judged by a clue
Now he's judged by if he's
like you
[Chorus:]
[Babyface]
Yo' get her love and much respect
Even if she's got man
Ghetto, player you must understand
That's you baby's momma
saw me, we walked on by
Til you found out I emceed, now you on it like
Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo
Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo
Why you all up in
Ne-Yo
[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
This sex appeal
Can't be bought
It's not a skill
Can't be taught
This is a gentleman's affair if that's not you then please
It's the rhyme, it's the beat, the vibe all together
That makes the competitors sound like this
Really do I care, yo, I let down my hair
When
Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x]
Now
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