Lyrics:
I say
I surrender, dear.
Little mean things we were doing
Must have been part of the game,
Lending a spice to the wooing,
But I don't care
I say
I surrender, dear.
Little mean things we were doing
Must have been part of the game,
Lending a spice to the wooing,
But I don't care
I'm a right bastard with the spice so you might hafta
Be a fire type if you will step up to the mic after
Try to scope the act, I'm bout to hunt you
walking out the door?
Did I leave you wanting more?
One thing's for sure
I should've kicked you out way before
You took my heart as you took the spice rack
count then make advance
Ship a pound don't weigh no grams
Ship you out can't mail it in
Pu*** good but the money better (I've got to leave)
The head game
bitch that game 'em
They calling me Super Sega hit that!
I'm just really out here livin'
Something like the new edition
They say I'm poison what's
toys
Dopamine rush
Givin me joys
Those keeping me float
I call them my buoys
Got in this game at twenty three
House of Dylz gang out on the clear
Seen
Z (Nah nah)
Got the game in a choke hold, can't fade me (Can't fade me)
All of my b****** be fit, I'ma take more than a bit
You cannot handle my
Z (Nah nah)
Got the game in a choke hold, can't fade me (Can't fade me)
All of my bitches be fit, I'ma take more than a bit
You cannot handle my
be cooking with spice
Taking a trip to Barbados
Talking green no need to say more
I be right there by the next morn
Stack it up tall stay fly like
Smiff-N-Wesson, Smiff-N-Wesson
Melle Mel, Scorpio
The Luniz, Snoop, Kurupt, Daz, Me, Scarface, Kokane
Bone Thugs, Spice 1, all of 'em on my shit
Onenation
spring
Grateful for light later in the night
Write three pages every day
This life is sacred, every bite
So baby, make it with some spice
No, I ain't
everyone was trying to become the next Spice Girls or Backstreet Boys. I got rejected over and over. The funny part about being rejected as a teenager is
the influence by getting higher than ceilings
But still I'm down to earth, I just never developed feelings
I landed at Esteban park , I'm lighting up in the dark
away with a Genevieve
(And I'm gone)
As my driver, better be a Nnaji
Baptized by the Genovese and the Gottis
Mob ties, so you gon be sleeping with
Yo, I go by the name of Dubious Thoughts
I feel like sometimes, I hide behind my shell
Like I was bound for hell but, I got a story to tell
Cuz my
baked
I cut you the biggest slice of cake
I expect a clean plate
My sugar, my spice
My everything nice
Your games your lies
Your intentions disguised
My
you a spice
This is really my life im still and my lane
Make it look good I stomach the pain
Deal with it nigga it come with the game
Im actually lit
low, looking like I'm a blasian
All you bitches sweet and I'm spice call me Cajun
Niggas get lost in the sauce it's amazing
I am not impressed everything
Word up, Tequila style eat the worm motherfucker
Tequila spice, hot nice
Feeling right, sipping on Jose Cuervo
Down in Tiajuana, Mexico
Thinking
I'm all washed out by the side of the road
Broken bones Matilda left a note and a rose
Sayin', "Baby honey child, I've loved you so long
But you
If you’re looking for your black James Bond?
Anseo
Spice box, taxi by the centra?
Anseo
Sailor moon remixed by Fela,
C’est moi
I am not a queen I
I say
I surrender, dear.
Little mean things we were doing
Must have been part of the game,
Lending a spice to the wooing,
But I don't care
I say
I surrender, dear.
Little mean things we were doing
Must have been part of the game,
Lending a spice to the wooing,
But I don't care
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