Lyrics:
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
the last night on Maudlin Street
Truly I do love you
Oh, truly I do love you
When I sleep
With that picture of you framed beside my bed
Oh, it's
high, they laugh, they cheer on a stage they built from greed
They turn away their blinded eye
They reap but never seed.
I don't know if we can make it
pissed on (grr)
Look, court-side at the Garden (Garden)
Just to see LeBron (Bron)
I don't do number two
That's the type of shit I'm on (woo)
It's my
We could leave this second
We don't have to pack our things
We'll be gone by seven
We could fly without no wings
And I need you to trust me
gon' think I'm paid
Shit he balling I don't think he saved, all I did was think and pray
I got young niggas in the grave
They got murdered by a nigga
as Jude
Schemin' on the first chick with the hugest boobs
I've got no game, and every face looks the same
They've got no name, so I don't need game
them, that's them, they know all my business
I don't know what I would do without all of my crew, yeah
I ain't makin' no room, yeah, I ain't makin' no
as Jude
Schemin' on the first chick with the hugest boobs
I've got no game, and every face looks the same
They've got no name, so I don't need game
came from
Born in a world going where they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any means so
And if they turn out good enough
I owe every word to you
To the man and the woman who threw me a glance
As they picnicked by the sea
And returned
and says
"Life ain't fair
And this growin' up stuff man I don't know
I just don't wanna let you go."
Tomorrow she'll be rollin' down I-10
Baton Rouge, LSU
will go to jail
If you go to jail, then who will pay the bail?
They'll put you back to France on a ship with a sail
Escargot, Lucien, you eat snails
will go to jail
If you go to jail, then who will pay the bail?
They'll put you back to France on a ship with a sail
Escargot, Lucien, you eat snails
And the afternoon crawls across the room and tackles her.
I don't think that you would sink that ship that's only passing through,
'Cause I don't believe that you
One thing that I've always wanted to do ever since I was little,
I've always wanted to be abducted by a UFO.
Yeah sometimes, I just go hang out in
than that for our relation ship, to work
That's when you come in, you make all this work by understand me
Girl you don't have to say you love me,
Uh, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi
Ice Cube, all about the Benjis
Spend ten bands
thinking about becoming a cop
So I can murk some niggas one by one off legally
I talk that real shit, but that's why they loving it
One time for the city,
and let this go
Cold blue light in this empty room
Where you close your eyes, as we sing a tune
To the birds outside while they float on by
So hold my
up, shut up
All my, right up
Guys, get up
Get that work, whip it
Get that work, ship it
Get that fire, clip it
Ride this dick, rip it
Get that
a joke until they no longer remember your name
That's how we do 'em
Make cowards disappear into thin air by puttin' shit through 'em
Never comin' back
Girl, I don't wanna be the nigga to give you dick and disappear
If you want me to, I could do you like I do women here
'Cause you spend too much time
hope to die that the other one's to blame
But neither one will ever give in so we gaze at an eight by ten
Thinkin' bout the things that might have
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