Lyrics:
TO TOO TOO TRILL
ALL THIS PENITENTRI SKILLS
ITS SIMPLE ND PLAIN
IF I RETIRE you YOUNGINS
WOULD KNO WUT TO DO WIT DA GAME
(BUN B)
MAN I'm TO SERIOUS FOR
Cause I'm by yo side
All night
Call my phone if you need to cry
Cause I'm by yo side
All night
Till the morning light
When the sun shine
I been couped up
you make it up?"
Yeah I slay this stuff, you can ask around
White dude in the A, I can hold it down
Ask the 8-1-2 if they can vouch for me
Got em
to war for my sisters
In plain sight they still oppressed by the system
You call 'em on it, they consider you aggressive
Just one more label that you gotta
don't you ever cry for me
'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
To take a ride through the country
Up, dressed, and gone by
fell asleep on the FaceTime
Now it's the end of the road by the wayside!
I think It was better this way though (girl)
You couldn't keep up with the fast
two, by three
And last of all, with his bride's consent
Lady Margaret he went to see
He went unto the parlor door
He knocked until he made
the white boy lifted up his hand to express a greeting
And the Indian kid did like the white kid to accept their meeting
But then a shot rang out from
and be my baby
Is it love is it lust is it something in between is it your heart is it your flair is it that thing up in your Jeans
I dont know all i know
girl all dressed up so sweet
And the way that she was stacked I wish I'd've had a Cadillac
For who would notice me just drivin' this model T
I was
and the children's
And throw papier-mâché up inside of ya models
See we all throttles, we zip by in this drive
Allergic to ya sperm, broke hives
Concerned about ya
and the children's
And throw papier-mâché up inside of ya models
See we all throttles, we zip by in this drive
Allergic to ya sperm, broke hives
Concerned about ya
When I get dressed
Only look like yes
Water with the vest
Diamonds like a copter
Or a jet
When I run up a check
She might end up wet
I'm like it's
up verbal
Hold up, I'm bringin' it back
Do it Off-White, dressed in all black
PLT and she got a back
She countin' my racks and bringin' it back
white horse
Haters on their last breath, wash 'em up along the shore
Truth is, I've been spittin', it was written hieroglyphic
Soon as I make recognition,
dressed up in a white costume
Padding out leftover room
Body stretching, feel the wrenching
In the cage
Get me out of the cage
In the glare
dressed up in a white costume
Padding out leftover room
Body stretching, feel the wrenching
In the cage
Get me out of the cage
In the glare
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
ain't played then
I ain't in no videos so what
You trying to say then?
Cause I don't dance in videos
Dressed in white linen
Or sold two million, you ain't
to buy all of the daffodils here"
By her eyes it was plain
To see she's been crying
As she tucked back a strand of
Loose hair from her face
"I want
though she ain't a pianist, she's buddies with the seemingly perfect, white dressed key D in our midst?
I mean what if just like the white key D, she hangs
the role of Don Corleone yeah
I'm on the come up like a young Capone
Young Capone
Hiding in plain sight like I'm Walter White
I'll meet the stereotype I
'Twas the night before Christmas
When all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
Not even a mouse
The stockings all hung
By the chimney with
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