Lyrics:
more bitches then oil of olay
But I'm smooth like gladness, hustlin is a habit
Spinach for popeye, fool I like cabbage
[big ed]
[chorus]
Can tell by you
by your core
Going deep into your soul
Red (4x)
I’m red (4x)
scars can be caused by severe acne that results in damage to the skin and tissues. When the skin is inflamed, it produces excess amounts of oil, dead skin
out
Rap verses And hooks
Bad luck And flutes
Playing down The hallway
Golden state warrior
Hated by Many
They gave me
The keys They love
Me in the City
and live for the night
If she's gonna do it then she's gonna do it right
Heuch
Don't need no man, no five year plan
She's living' in the now
Scraping by
[Intro: RZA]
Eh-yo, Kinetic
What up God? You got that glock cleaned?
Soaked those bullets in oil?
So yo, I'ma call the Black Knights up
you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"
[Wild Child]
Focus, Wild Child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get
your shots low
You hug the block close, we rock on and on
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
You duck the five-oh, we rock on and on (ladies!)
It's Philly world-wide phenomenon
And reinforcin' that shit is my 9-to-5
And when I finish making you recognize
I'm getin' at a couple civilized women
Breakdown
Breakdown, baby
Breakdown
Breakdown, on me
I got my baby now, I keep her by my side
I got my baby now, but she's broken inside
What if I
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
shinin that's fo sho/bitch I'm clean that's all I know and I'm ridin in the drop real slow/bitch I'm clean that's all I know when I pass by watch they
cwakened by the touch of hot oil on his soft gentle skin. With his heart and body Injured, Cupid flies away in anger. Psyche has broken the forbidden bond.
less
And if they need it then we got it
Just to kill the stress
That four by four on thirty fives Feeling truly blessed
Them steel toes and Fr's they
a lawda
Vybz Kartel nuh live by nuh orda
Park lane man them wi shot up yuh Prada
May Pen, Jerome, adid real don dada
Skeng Don remain as the fada
Hundred
my blues away
I've been working hard all day, just left my 9 to 5
Gotta make the money, the money can't buy you no peace of mind
[Rapper Big Pooh]
irony, I'm tryna be down to Earth, India Arie
Without the oils and beads, but where I'm free
From the wars and haters tryna stop me
No, it's not me, I
screamin no blood for oil
Groups of recruits get fitted for troop boots
While business suits shoot hoops eatin fruit loops
Yo I don't understand
10. I Beg To Differ
Fairness
our highest order
The coffins must a silent lead
We are equal by birth
Thickening of the orphans
We press for fate
What you know bout flipping 5 for 10 of them food stamps
You the type of nigga bang just to be a cool cat
You the type to fight the nigga when you get
He was walking alone on a railway track[00:40.78]In his trembling hand carrying a small oil lamp[00:47.20]Filled up with beer he felt so
to stay
Give it to you all day
And all night
Anytime way we day!
E day make me aje!
I wanna give you loving (jeje..x5)
AWon hater won ni pe te(pe
And nobody wants it to rain
But God isn't listening
So all of the windshields glisten
The water and oil mix
Causing the fire to spread
To five or six
with
That's oil and water trying to mix on the same surface
[Mr. Lif]
I got a job at a business place I chose not to name
Ask me how did I achieve
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