Lyrics:
Cold world
Pretty flower sun burn
Fast ride
Slow burn
What she mean to me
What she mean to me
Baby gimme that energy
Gimme a reality
Gimme that energy
Yeah Yeah
It's a Exquisite ting
Excellent Quality
Yeah
Gimme the word
Sing to the birds
Russian Roulette
Everyone get spun
Spinning up curbs
Oh she
need to live my day
Sometimes I break down very fast
I don't know why
You'll never understand my world
I'll try to live another day
I want you by my
ass she gimme her v (her v)
dont do drive by with crv
cuz im with my shit we gon shoot ya shit (lezgo)
know yall groupie spit bout me (who)
man got no
you blinding me
My vision clear (It's clear)
I can't be blinded by these niggas or these hoes deceiving
(These hoes deceiving)
Gimme a reason take yo
the bag you can really smell the power,
I'm workin'
I don't get paid by the hour,
She worthless
If she don't gimme brain within a hour,
I'm hurtin'
If I
What in the world's come all over me?
I ain't got a chance of one in three
Ain't got no rap, ain't got no line
But if you'll give me just a minute
Got me trippin' on a sugar high (sugar high)
The melodies in my mind are dancin'
To the rhythm of these treats, oh why, why, why?
Gimme
no love, then there ain't no use, oh
Gonna walk on by, gonna walk on through, hey, hey
Ain't nothing in the world that you can do
If there ain't no
talk
We too metal you sniff rock
You the cops
I can tell by how you walk
Sippin woc
Gimme space cowboy bebop)
Shawty wanna fuck me cause her
to a beat produced by BDP (Woy)
One of the many, from the library (Woy)
I teach HIP-HOP for a living
So here's a smidgen, of what I'm givin
KRS-One two three
Shit, I'm a changed man
Ayy, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
You know how we swing this shit, look
By age sixteen I sold
reggae dancin'
Now we on the floor
Gimme, gimme some more, oh, yeah, yeah
The world is yours for dancin', yeah
The music makes for a little romancin'
I
it a Misses or is it miss, eh
If you're by yourself I'd like to take you for a ride
We could check the scene and reggae down, and we'll be singin'
about now all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
not going anywhere, anywhere
I'm in this for life
Like it or not
You will have to drag me by the neck
I'm not gonna bail
Writing on the ceiling
world but never been to Florida
They holdin' my shit, all winter
By the time the shit drop, I done already been there
The game's fucked, a thousand
world)
If you know that you better (all the girls)
Than the new girl that he on (whoa, whoa)
Go 'head and tell him now
"You gon' miss me when I'm gone"
it a Misses or is it miss, eh
If you're by yourself I'd like to take you for a ride
We could check the scene and reggae down, and we'll be singin'
a must, I have to laugh (aha ha)
Guilty by omission (uh), permissive, fictive
The missus hiccups as I shift weight to my right heel
Pipe dream, highlight
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
on before
Right about now - all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air,
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