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i was thinking we could mix just like some nestle
These bitches love you too, they taking shots like Lisa Leslee
I'd glady hang it up and i'd retire,

Fuck a chemic reaction baby lets take action
Let’s make it happen
Fuck the other, he’s past tense
Master to my madness
You’re the pip, I’m your Gladys

real gold
Empty hearted for a status
I make her sing like Gladys
She fights for the morning
But I call her Mrs Night
And I hope the kitty's tight lipped

Hol up
Maneuver over Manuer and obstacles 
Hol up 
Remeber them summers poppin them popsicles 
Hol up 
Remember Gladys take us to church
Plop us right

status
Suttin like Gladys, we got a knightly routine, I put her on and she put me on to latest fashion
I like em' classy but not too flashy, go ahead baby

the love grows
The pain was hard to to hold up 
I'm more 'bout to let go
I'm more 'bout to let go

This is not the last time i'll be watching you
Glady we

Get you shine baby
It's your time, do it tonight
(Do it yeah)

[Verse 1]
Ay, ay, ay
See this stunting, pimping, Cadillac dipping
Grey-head miss Gladys

and on the way
he found Ruth,
Gladys,
Rosemary and Irving.
I guess you can say we broke
up because of artistic differences.
He saw himself as alive
and I saw him

she wanna live
Why would I trick off my heavenly gifts
Money come fast like I’m driving a lyft
Running mo towns then that Gladys and Pips
Pussy get

Staying away from PeeWee Valley
Bet I am in the city of Beaver Dam
Daaaaaaaaaamn
Gladys from Glasgow
Likes it in the asshole
Miss Owens from Owensboro

of magic it's tragic
Tonight like Gladys 
I like horseradish, I'm kidding
Fight with my mic, I combat it 
But don't come right at it
I got em ecstatic
You

to get my mother in a mansion
I can never ever be a has-been
I'm a pimp at night no Gladys
Got your chick on the street making lettuce
Run the street like

Gladys Knight
I feel a song
It might just be my intuition
Neither one of us had this in mind
Shout out to being different
I been on a journey
Rite

hit it with the sauce
Hitting high notes, black keys, what the cost
No white, just Gladys Knight and Diana Ross
Now when you look, know you looking

chapstick
Talk to me, don't jazz bitch
Or I'll catch you at night no gladys
Robberies all in my past bitch
Took a few bad roads to live lavish
Niggas want

the dance floor

You got the OJs
And sweet Mariah
Aretha and Gladys
Earth Wind and Fire

It was hip to be cool
So cool to be hip
It was all about the music

for uhh

Mean this for madness
Got her hittin notes Gladys
She a teacher & a actress
& all of her friends is the baddest

Nicki minaj'd the classroom

Get your shine baby
It's your time, do it tonight
(Do it yeah) 

[Verse 1]
Ay, ay, ay
See this stuntin, pimpin, cadalliac dippin
Grey-head miss Gladys

status
Just those days and nights no Gladys
But I’m glad it’s over so now that I’m older I can go back and look at it
And thank God that you stood past it,

Everybody balling nigga tell me whats your average
I be putting work all night like Gladys
Burning through the celery and never lose the cabbage
Looking for

all Knight, like Gladys (She say)
Clay so great like Cassius
Let's do anything you imagine
They can't see through smoke and passion
Long way from

clean, but they still wanna check on my status
Pull up with the posse all black
No machine all facts
Ain’t touching neither one of us like my name Gladys

do you like Nip
I get racks the in night 
And I bag it
Shorty get glad she start smiling like Gladys 
Run to the check 
My shit looking like taxes
Bro

What you want
No I sell that shit wit my Boys
Im baggin bitches on sight nigga
Got her singin all night wit it
Got her Gladys no Knight wit it
Keep