Lyrics:
right around the way
Niggas got hoes but ladies in the world
They wanna play with their minds like little girls
I twirled my fingers in the air, ran my
to heaven
But what if Heaven's all around us?
And life is what we make of it?
If so, let make life Heavenly
I'm sorry
I'm sorry I'm not there
I'm sorry
I
I (yeah)
I'm way more fly than you (that's right)
I'll take your dime from you (that's right)
Now she wanna spend all night with me (she wanna wake
for me and you
I ain't know that Bill Clampett wanted some too
You tell his folks that I'm sorry 'bout that Lexus
I'm 'bout to dip and see my sister
sorry
You walked by me
Whispering you love me
When I tried to hold you tight
You pulled away but you wanted me to stay
Instead you ran away
Baby,
Illmatic
Then I saw Kanye's hanging from his gold necklace
Then Ye gave me mine, that show you my work ethic
Mom had that hooptie that she ran in the dirt
her
Buy you Ferragamo, fuck her in the condo
Might take off the condom
All that ass, I want her
Take you home to mama
Wake up, count my money with my
way to the ghetto to treat once more
If I ruled the world
I'd love all the girls, I love 'em love 'em baby!
Black diamonds and pearls, ooh yeah
I think we've been interconnected by intangible force lines
Lived eight thousand past lives together
It's all coming to an end
Two objects
She ran away from the shack and left them to roam
Father and Mother, both asked one another
What made her run away, what made Faleena leave home
I'm sorry to say that you don't know me
I'm sad in ways you never understood
Each time I try to tell the ugly truth
You always let it pass you by
Wait, Ned did 9 straight
Came home knocking cats out
Playing what's that all about
Aiyyo, you gotta maintain killer
I wanna put you on
So you could be
overbearing
There are ways to show
Confidence without arrogance
Temper, now I know none of y'all
Would ever picture this but
Sometimes I scream, ha
And that
I (yeah)
I'm way more fly than you (that's right)
I'll take your dime from you (that's right)
Now she wanna spend all night with me (she wanna wake
little lamb, little lamb
Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn
Mama, why do they keep saying this? I just don't understand, understand
And by the way
One night
When me and my mom was about to go to bed
All the doors was locked
Then when I had fell asleep
My mom had heard three gun shots
It was
and I was scared and I went out into the hallway
There's been all kinds of troubles
lately in the neighborhood
and someone's got to bring home
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named
and I was scared and I went out into the hallway
There's been all kinds of troubles
lately in the neighborhood
and someone's got to bring home
my [?] on the Maserati engine
Pull up on the block, my bad, I'm sorry y'all hatin'
Shittin' ordinary life, fuck all of y'all lately
Gazin' out
dirty to me, tryna make my dick hard
I got Tunechi on my ringtone, my children on my home screen
I choke you with the phone charger
Sold more crack
Words and music by John Kay
Good evening one and all, this is channel 24
Bringing you the latest news around the world
Down in Florida today,
it in, grindin' to the ten, I been through it
Sticks in your hand, shoot on demand, I'll zip your man, find you a new one
Hold up, no way at all
on the dance floor
Stop telephoning me! I'm busy!
Stop telephoning me!
Can call all you want but there's no one home
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
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