Lyrics:
a blessin' in disguise
Off the shelf I grab a book self-written by a yogi
Take my time to read 'cause I like to move slowly
The same pace I take when you get
the top down and you're cruising wit your lady)
To get paid, I go bezerk
I know my worth so (let's go)
I ain't stoppin til they cut a check
I ain't stoppin
it
Yeah, it turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star, yeah
Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna take
a stage, put my heart on display
I'm okay i'm okay yea yea yea yeah
I come from, the clock tower, the brass horse
The lit cross, the lift off is from that
optics
Where mercenaries is paid to trade hot stock tips
For profits, thirsty criminals take pockets
Hard knuckles on the second hands of working class
know about workin' your ass off
Tryin' your absolute best to stay humble
(Stay humble)
What you know about dealin' with bullies
Tryna fight ‘em off with
keep crop tops up in my bag
She can't keep her hands out of my pants
So I hit that money dance
Shout out to girls in all of Finland
Hit cmsterdam for
is in
The palm of my hand
My vices
Are calling again
My life
Is a fight
With all of my sins
Release
My son keeps me alive
He's five going on fifty
His
God bless America land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night with a light from above
This land is your land, this land is my
The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
But when the last of those last moments came,
Annie my girl, cheer up, be comforted,
Look to the babes, and till I come again,
Keep everything
Get some good smoke from the LA coast
Raise your glass girl, and let's have a toast
And I know the universe is the reason we connected
Luckily I'm
I got a sign take your time everything will be fine,
Ain't got no time to be fake on my way to be great.
Keep it peachy for me peaches all the way up
drop me off
I fell off saw some herbs all wearin' Lacoste
A couple dudes in pennies must a played lacrosse
Grab my duffel and I hustle through
your love's too good to be true
My guilty pleasure, I ain't going nowhere
Baby, 'long as you're here, I'll be floating on air 'cause you're my
You can
theory
I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn Zipporah
Tried to bring that fairy-tale life, you wanted horror
But my microscope couldn't see
theory
I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn Zipporah
Tried to bring that fairy-tale life, you wanted horror
But my microscope couldn't see
the whole damn crew
What would she do?
What would she do?
(What's your name?)
Marvelous
(What you do?)
Hold my nuts
(How you do it?)
With two hands
peeps caught up in none of my beef
I'm a ride to the end of the road if I have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
your skirt
cnd wipe down your knees, girl scrape off the dirt
I lay on my back and let you do work
You can turn around, that's cowgirl reverse
cnd then
Kelly]
Now I'm about to show ya how wild it get
When a girl at the party when she backin it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I hand her
my beef bloody,
I cook it red, your future is as good as dead,
I'll shove my blade in, so you could fade out.
your trapped in a time that's played out,
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