Lyrics:
your steel magnolia
I ain't nothin' but your steel magnolia Baby, I'm your steel magnolia
Baby, I'm your steel magnolia
Oh, and I'm your steel magnolia
I'm gone
Shyne poor, cuz your dream come from one bottle
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Watch him explain ain't nothin' but blood thug crime though
sumthin',
Can't say nothin',
Champagne bubblin',
Backseat lovin',
Ain't no need to come face me,
I've got the goods to have you goin' crazy,
We
'em with lead
By the motherfuckin' bottle
Yeah, ah, all of my voices in me (yeah-ah)
All of my voices I hear (ah, I-I-I'm working on dying, BNYX)
like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen
But queen like white glove wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving
do nothin to stop it
Bitch I just live by the muhfuckin bottle
I hop in the whip and i'm going full throttle
I'm leaving him shook and i'm leaving him
moving loud
In a foreign movin thru the town
Or the uber when I get around
These niggas never feel nothin
But when my shit drop I’ma promise they feel it
look at the pictures
Man, I fear nothin' but scripture
I'm in the field, when I get down I'm takin' a kneel, yeah
I'm in the field like fire drills
I
Gettin' drunk, writin rhymes by the pool in Palm Springs
Cause ain't nothin' changed but the size of the bottles
We still rock the shows with a Rollo-ass
But when I go to war, you know I'm lacing up
Come get some, I ain't afraid of nothin
My pistons been always pumpin'
In the kitchen with the big knob
Like a rocket sled on rails
We tore up all of our swindle sheets
And left 'em settin' on the scales
By the time we hit that Chi town
Them bears was
like a rocket through my chest
The TV make you think the whole world's about to end
Pre-Chorus
I don't know where this night is goin' (Goin')
But I
had to grow up in a month i didn't get all the nine
Was tryna think bout what to do but nothin ever seemed right
I swear to God i was gon stay till we
robber, a hot-shot driver
A crack rock slanging motherfucker for a dollar
If you dare to be laid, then off in the Lincoln
But if it ain't no way, then
then doused with a bottle of rum
My mind takes off like a rocket
Makes my sanity blow a sprocket
Manifest mental mania, gimme Percocet
Misery hittin my
the feds run devices
Mama my backbone, she stood by me wrong or right
Let me rewind this shit, gotta rewind that lick
I lost 'bout ten on that shit, I
just took your lady?
I miss the old days, ain't talking 'bout Houston
But shit ain't get hard until Harden got traded
I'm the last rocket, way I'm takin'
he flipped me off, I guess he thought I was spittin' 'bout him but he miscued
Hey, nothin' new to debut, a similar instance happened when I was behind
such a black 'un
When the driver called Reg pulled up by a hedge
And we all made a dash for the bracken
Dad rushed to a tree and said "excuse me"
Chorus
Nothin' compares to these Cali nights
Slidin' alone hittin' all green lights
Got a bad bad with me
Bout to get right
Nothin' compares
blood on the money, we savagin'
You can tell by the driver we havin' it, yeah
We took it easy, so don't press your luck
When I feel like squeezin', my
and I had to remove my hat
She's everything I need and love but I can't be swayed by that
It frightens me, the awful truth of how sweet life can be
But
ta me
Life ain't nothin' but bitches and money
'Cause I'm tha type o' nigga that's built ta last
If ya fuck wit me I'll put a foot in ya ass
See I
And she called me by name
My Mary Christmas
She's lookin' so fine
Oh My Mary Christmas
Musta fell out the sky
She brought a six pack
And 2 bottles a wine
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