Lyrics:
Mama
I met a girl
I think she might be something special to my world
Mama
She shop like you
Jewelry, bags, clothes, perfume, hats and shoes
Let me
the train
Leave me like D Nice
They say we used to resemble each other
Both last name Jones, so we must be brothers
My yearly salary suffers
'Cause I hate
thoia thoing thoing
Thoia thoia thoia thoia thoing
Now I don't know about chu
But I would like to get wit two (ah)
Nice honeys while I'm chillin' by
the Remy we were doing the thing
[Chorus: x2]
Now I don't know about chu
But I would like to get wit two (ah)
Nice honeys while I'm chillin' by
but I paid my dues
And now no one out there could fill my shoes
And my pants and do this dance
This shit didn't happen by chance
It went slow not
just did it by my vlone oh my god wit it
I just did it by my vlone oh my god baby
Offwhite on my shoes baby please dont talk to me
I can't say a word
the streets off my feet
By the way while I'm writing her a (beep)
Saying "Nothing left to say"
Today's the last day, the end
The star dash, F press and
I don't
walk by all the people say
How lucky can a man get?
I wanna rock, I wanna roll
God help me, can you save my soul?
When you touch me I go losin'
this
Truth over lies on my mic
Truth is, I don't think I'm nice
Nice at chasing a bag
Or nice at being the man
Or nice/at understandin/the tragic
'round my room
Then it started turnin' blue
All the clothes and all the shoes
I didn't cry, don't know what to do
'Cause yesterday I felt like
now she over the cutting up
I got three different women not giving up
What you giving I'm matching (giving I'm matching)
From my hoodie to shoes they
before I walk
Then I learned how to tie my shoes
Tryin crime, but it just didn't work for me
Matter of fact it did it worse for me
Gettin eyes scarred,
Ms independent needs nobody to do for her
Just wants somebody to do with
A conversation that grown men get
So I stay on my P's and Q's like a print
as, hard as, Chinese arithmetic
Avante Garder, not a heretic
Figure out a right rhyme, stick it in my cranium
Pete Nice, elemental like uranium
as, hard as, Chinese arithmetic
Avante Garder, not a heretic
Figure out a right rhyme, stick it in my cranium
Pete Nice, elemental like uranium
the negative
Made a new way out of the way it is
Moved straight out my momma’s basement
To a nice placement
In a set of quotations
I sleep so rarely I barely
the Big Apple stands here in ruins
Imma stay increasing capital maintain both shoes in
Cuz ain't nobody choosing my destiny but me
Mother Mary could call
and two chicks tongue touching
Bunch of niggas from the mud, shoes clean and their cups muddy
You can catch it all at any one function
I might call my big
away my destiny
She know say my star bright
She know say my car nice
She know say I pass sky walahi I'm that fly
She say she love me I know it's a fat
night I just brought you closer, said you kissed right
I don't wanna lie, no I don't wanna see you cry
Everything is fine, when you're only by my side
I'm the man!
Yo, that ain't right yo, well, anyway
By the hairs of my chinny chin chin
Gots many plus plenty string by string
I think I counts like
not still mad that I ain't let em hold the rocket yea
We swing by the oops i keep a chop that gotta loaded stick
Bitch don't kill my vibe
You see I'm
the spanking, the belts thin
By then, I'll crack another nut, by the time the elephant
My L stem, my doobie's thick, yeah
She got a nice square but her bootie
and repping my fam' with passion
Remember its Q-Dement', you bastards
[Esoteric]
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