Lyrics:
shit look who it is, the white Dominique
Dominique Wilkins
More dough than Homer Simpson
I can ball and tell more
Story than that Rumpelstiltskin
I done
And the white to make you float
Getting higher by the blow
Diamonds don't go broke
White diamonds always the goal
Show her some watch her devote
Her brain will
the mayor you can come see
Look here I'm well known, what you say? (I'm well known)
Kush by the el-bow, I love when it smell strong
Otherside
(Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up)
A spark by midnight
(Get up, get up, get up)
Shootin' 'round, movin' white
Ooh, baby, the block's hot just
enemy
Feeling the energy
Keep me off 'white', man I feel like a Kennedy
Melee my entity
Stab my amenities back in the back
Like I’m deep in Iraq
Never
Papa hit him, Mama kissed him
Made him go to Catechism
With the sisters in their black and white
And all the time those city streets
Were
to?
Just another drunk daddy with a white man's point of view
I can see you in my mind's eye catching light
Sleep beside the river if we make it
She scrub em up, her legs that is
Fat puddy cat wit a head that's trill
The type of bitch have a nigga not paying bills
Fo real, by our God damn
Big bucks, no whammies
I had to meet this white bitch, her name was Tammy
She lived in the Valley, she couldn't understand me
But she let me dig out,
to meet this white bitch, her name was Tammy
She lived in the Valley, she couldn't understand me
But she let me dig out, her homegirl named Brandi
Now
She placed her petals in a water basin and
Rocked them back and forth, her little ocean and
All her ships were white
And in her eyes the waves gently
different
That's ya issue
But after she come back
Your best out is not to kiss her
Hoes sick saying damn, look at Fresh pinky ring
Look at BG watch
That
ass too fat, tell her back back (what)
Ain't doing no talkin', the choppa got kick back (blat)
Ooh, ooh
She want be my boo (my boo)
I was broke, now
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,
a glimpse of Rita,
Filling in a ticket in her little white book.
In a cap she looked much older,
And the bag across her shoulder
Made her look
feet.
The scary one is back with clothes so white and clean;
And her face that's coated with a quarter inch of cream-cold cream
She's the one who
Just seen another cover story on me by Forbes (by Forbes)
In a Black Cadillac with the bulletproof doors (doors)
Lit the hotel room up, white ashes
gotta bunch of dollars, I can spend them on her (boss)
Now she can be my lady, she can be my lover
Call me on the late night, get right, he ain't actin'
her a ton of favors body-wise. She stops and looks down at me. And her head is blasted from behind by the dome light, so I can't really see her face,
as to where I'm heading
I look for her because without her I'm going to sink
The snow is piling up, our temporary grid
It was just like this, this time
broken by this woman named Tammy
But hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't blame Tammy
Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest
I beat the beat up,
don't cry
I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub
Ching-ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love
I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back
(yeah)
Black excellence, stars in the car (skrrt)
I make Barry Bonds hits, I'm like Tony, I'm like Mitch
Match my voice to the tempo, I get paid in
ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my
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