Lyrics:
and sleepless nights
(Oooooh!)
But now, he's back in my arms again
Right by my side
I got him back in my arms again
So satisfied
(Oooooh!)
It's easy
bastard, plastered
I'm gone off weed and acid, magic
My mind is doing backflips, gymnastics
All my albums classic
All these fake rappers they stay
my game
I let 'em hang to the flo', snot on the snow
And full of kicked on rivals, it's for survival, in the intestines of the city
'Cause the game's
the naps, dreams been on hold
Since my cradle hit the flo
Tender head, my denim skrong
Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaah
Remember when I was a kiddo
Growin' up in
never knowing why
I'm thinking about
Leaving the army
Turning in my uniform
As always awakened
By the old explosions
Just outside of my door
Even
festival
Not so very long ago
And the album, though well-intentioned
Not to everybody’s taste
Produced by the son of rockstar
Disappears without a trace
and gives me a really nasty look, like I'm a crook
So I say: Why are you mad at me, why so mean
I'm no Harvey Weinstein
Wherever you go in So Flo you're sure
of they lingo
And make sure I screw my words up
Bravo for your swagger-jackin'
I'm overwhelmed by your dedication
You actually fooled these people into
nights
[Chorus]
Oh! But now
He's back in my arms again
Right by my side
I got him back in my arms again
So satisfied
It's easy for friends
the ceiling
To the flo
Till that hoe don't want no more
That bitch better have my dough
suck it(repeated over)
lick it (repeated over)
I smoke by myself
albums up, I went platinum, I went gold
I did all that shit, I'm a man, y'all niggas fucking getting on some new shit
Getting hype or something, all
the line-up
First album, the EP was No I.D
Last album, the executive producer is me, I'm set free
Sayonara
So the crazy shit is right, like, when we was
baby (nasty)
Oh, the cooties (it's the movie, oh, no)
They comin' to get me, runnin' (runnin')
Touched by the unloyal
Trust, I had to shower for
thousand dollas make the women sweep the flo' up! (Haaaa!)
I'm Gucci from my tow up! (Oh!)
The liquor got me to' up! (Oh!)
The club promoters give me ten
and felt really good and
You know, I can't play a lot
I'm not an amazing harpist let's be
Honest! It's fun to be able
To do 'Secret Door' is the one song
'Lost in Paradise' is the most
Intimate song on the album
I would say the story about
That one is, I wrote it by myself
For myself, just for a really
Kate, I'm honoured to have you, my daughter
Sing on my Chrstmas album with me
Here is a lovely song called Winter Wonderland
And maybe you could
Puttin' a clip in it
Trimmin' it off the women
I'm swimming
It's odd to me your words are kind of drippin'
I'm trippin'
Your flow's non-existent bitches
Lookin' like George Bush never
Found Bin Laden
Rick James used to let me drive his lowrider
Bloods in Miami and I ain't
Talkin' bout Flo Rida
Got my nigga
badly needs that can wiat
(wi-at? That's a new English
Word which means wait)
I've been waiting for some reaction
To the album from American
Listeners
sippin'it
Puttin' a clip in it
Trimmin' it off the women
I'm swimming
It's odd to me your words are kind of drippin'
I'm trippin'
Your flow's
to the flo' right now
Baby, you can go 'head & lose them clothes right now
And if you don't, I bet you know by now
I need you center stage
I need you center
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
cbout five years ago, I dropped my 1st album “Paper Chasing”
Inspired by Nicki Minaj, who I believe is the Queen of Hip Hop
Because of her, I knew I
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