Lyrics:
know proper etiquette in the booth
Hey 'are you is divine
Pure like sunshine, just one rhyme
Four by four, eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I
no we won't let it
And if haters are talking shit then say "fuck 'em" and forget it
It's you and me just groovin' to the beat
So fluently even my crew
break the pussy like an Asian cookie
You the type to shave your face to make your anus bushy
Tie a knot in your shirt right by your stomach
You make me
In my hood money equals power
& in the world money controls
Everything we believe &
I can see we're in are darkest hour
Cause It feels like
man
My mind went pop
Mary kept on dancing at the lindy hop ball
Eyed by ev'ry hopper and she saw them all
Rumors were a spreading 'bout 'r pretty long
Welcome to my room of mirrors
My private cookie jar
Well, this ain't no sunny place
You could tell it from afar
You may sit and sing a song
About
Oh little cookie crumb
Don't build your house right there on the back of my thumb
Pick up all that stuff you brought
cnd go visit your brother who
you feeling me
But you know you killing me
And if I didn't know any better
I would thought you were my enemy
By the way that you teasing me
And you
fingers that are stealing from you (4x)
(Capture the flag)
One by one like little confused penguins
Larceny's yes when fools used weapons
Like
are getting fewer.
Have you considered suicide? (You might try)
Your cookie has to crumble
And you´ll be eating humble pie in the sky by-and-by
the trees
Red and white inviting cookie store in New York City
I took a chocolate photograph
A thirteen month old smiling child
Mother ends our
Throw back to rose quartz apartments
Drink up your clementine
Your neighbors dog is a ghost now
But your neighbors doing fine
Sit by the windows you
this nigga tryna be funny
Tuh, the fuck? I can't fuckin' fit
I'm not R. Kelly, don't touch kids, I'm tryna touch a brick
I'm not talkin' gang shit
finna cherry pick
Niggas be weirdos with hoes on that R Kelly shit
Got beef w a nigga we gon bury it by digging a ditch
Everybody on my dick now my balls
that weird freaky film Dune
I swear it doesn't matter to me
Just what the hell we do
I say I truly couldn't care, Kelly Girl
As long as I'm with you
You
Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce
I ain't gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit
Let me find out he fucking 'round with Bow Wow
and lovely
You're dying eyes are sunlit
And I awake to see
Warm smog in the morning
And a cold cup of coffee
Floor-sit by the door, my hands are shaking
do need a payment
Walking hard on these hoes pavement
Like R Kelly bitch I stay stepping
I be like
Step Step Step Step
I be like
Step Step Step Step
I
fantasyland
Between illusion and reality
Getting drowned by it all, you say you never wanna wake up
Enna Alouette:
Flowers of evil are blooming
With all
I tried to write a rap song
It didn't take me that long
'Cause I rushed it
So the words are shit and the tune
Will get right on your tit's
My rhymes
the core
Crying out for more
You hide yourself behind your close door
Close door
Weh the thugs dem are ready fi di conquering
Lion of Judah is now
Sixteen sex, no R.Kelly
That's no diss, a man want Becky
If you tell me you want Becky, give me Brian
That's o brain, use your noodle, don't forget it,
a bah"
"This program is brought to you by Snacky S'mores
The creamy fun of s'mores in a delightful cookie crunch"
"Mom, somebody's at the door"
"Coming,
every year, it seems to me.
Them cows are mule deer wild and hard to find"".
The other fellers seemed impressed as Wes put on a show.
Camp stories flew
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