Lyrics:
still live with the piano.
I played with that piano. Every day, I would drape a sheet over the piano. It would be my fort underneath. I would read
(Kick it over here)
I'll Roll You Up
(Roll 'em up, Roll 'em up Mix)
(Kick, kick, kick it over here)
(Kick, kick, kick it over here)
(kick it over here
would be easy
But it's something I just can't do
I love you so very deeply
I don't want normal I just want you
Prechorus 1
Why do I do it?
Why do I
younger, don't they, baby?
She's not waiting for someone to come over and ask for the privilege
She can still hear that rebel yell just as loud as it was
younger, don't they, baby?
She's not waiting for someone to come over and ask for the privilege
She can still hear that rebel yell just as loud as it was
the time you think it's right
The moment passed you by
And you're still chasing, chasing
I never heard her singing
The fat lady over the noise
Of crowded
don't see red lights(I don't)
Money is what i strive
It feels good to be alive(alive)
Had me a dream
Dreams of foreigns i drive(skrrrrr)
Swerving through
my life a risky warning
Ladies tryna call me daddy
I don't even listen for it
But if she calls me Papi
That's a different story
Dream house is a tour
in the grave
Don't come over here tryna flex (don't do it)
You gonna get all that shit took (gimmie that)
Used to get sauce from the west (dope)
Lips stick to the words that wouldn't leave my mouth
Tastes funny, it's crowded with your tongue around
Bite down, I try but let some words slip out
stole my fitted
Used that fitted to steal my hoe
I'm acting meaner than ever
Cuz I feel average
I don't wanna talk about it
Got to your house for
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
just don't feel anything
This used to feel like a dream
Now I'm thrown out by your energy
Everything ain't what it seems
Still I can't let that shit
ain’t gotta bring your moms and your sister in it
House too big, they all trying to spend the night
You always inviting them and I don’t need to be liking
feeling it too
Can we keep up with the ruse?
Ah ah (hey)
B-bodies all through my house
I know this story by heart
Jack and Jill got fucked up
Martians know the code
Flying low over yo'
Still you don't know what is coming
Up in smoke
Up to you
That's how I bring it to
Hear me now
Let me play
Make it
I wanna hear your heart beat
Wanna feel what you need
Let me stay tonight by your side
By your side
I wanna hear your heart beat
Share your dreams
Tall ass nigga (Tall, Aye Why don't you ball)
Thanksgiving day, it be like I go over my auntie house
Meet some of the people on her side they be like
I wanna house in every city
I'm talkin Miami to windy
L.A. to New York
None of you fools can blow out my torch
You can't redirect nature it's gonna
lonely he stay loving the money
I guess he feel it ‘cuz he popping them perkies
But he don’t need it let him feel all the worries
To build a house up out
fancy
About this homeboy named Fred
And this girl named Nancy
But, word! When it was over, I said, yo, that was def!
And everything seemed alright
murdered, it's murder
God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder
Don't point your weapons at me
Seen the pictures, feel the pain, scandalous
right over and rub your leg
I let my hand slide between your miniskirt
Slip a finger in your panties, straight go to work
What time is it, don't watch
of the songs I make, materialistic aims
Make me feel a way when I want it
When I got it, it don't ever feel the same
We got different types of problems
I'm
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