Lyrics:
for me
I'll give you plenty of nothing
I'm not yours for better but for worse
And I've learned to give the well-known witches' curse
I've a terrible
for me
I'll give you plenty of nothing
I'm not yours for better but for worse
And I've learned to give the well-known witches' curse
I've a terrible
hates mommy, mommy hates dad,
Last night you shoulda heard the fight they had,
Gave little sister another bad dream,
She woke us all up with a terrible
to me
And they be terrible, just like a two-year old
I love a dinner with some fine women
When they start debatin' about who the G.O.A.T
I'm like, "Go
EVEN MEASURE MY IQ
I CAN TELL YOU THINGS I DIDN'T KNOW I KNEW
I DO MY BEST THINKIN' WHEN I'M THINKIN' BOUT YOU
I'VE HEARD A MIND IS A TERRIBLE THING
perfection, innovator
Seductive, superstar, music, unparalleled, sex, world renown
Dance, tempo, spotlight, passionate, terrible
You, are, what, we, say,
the terrible chances I'm taking
Fine at the start, then left with a heart that is breaking
Maybe I'll live a life of regret, and maybe I'll give much more
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
You're staring straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate
Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
the market
I remember everyday was a party
Fifteen sixteen with dreams of being cocaine bosses
In pursuit of that
We made so many terrible choices
Like
(Now break it down)
I'm tryna ease your mind, word to Boosie
Pole in my bedroom that was there when I moved in
Okay fine, I'm a terrible liar
Girl,
a terrible thing to waste
No love lost I know I'm going crazy I can't floss
Me my lady left my homies
It's all baloney just like rocking an old pony
So
the terrible chances I'm taking
Fine at the start, then left with a heart that is breaking
Maybe I'll live a life of regret,
And maybe I'll give much more
Take your tiny feet out of your mother`s shoes
Or there is going to be a terrible scene
It`s not just the lipstick drawn on crooked
When they find
tears in your eyes
And when they hit the ground don't they make a terrible sound
Maybe she loves you and maybe it's a joke
And maybe that fire was
Take your tiny feet out of your mother's shoes
Or there is going to be a terrible scene
It's not just the lipstick drawn on crooked
When they find
maybe they can finally figure out how to get they self some change
I done seen jealousy make niggas do t-terrible things
How the song go, I do a hoe, oh
Take your tiny feet out of your mother's shoes
Or there is going to be a terrible scene
It's not just the lipstick drawn on crooked
When they find
And maybe I'm in for crying the blues
But nevertheless I'm in love with you
Somehow, I know at a glance
The terrible chances I'm taking
Fine
The terrible thing about hell
Is that when you're there you can't even tell
As you move through this life you love so
You could be there and not
you're so far away from home
Confusion can lead you astray
It's such a terrible price to pay
I bought you some clothes, I dressed you up real fine
Go
split your whole dome
Cause you're fuckin' with Ice Cube the Terrible
Fuck around, I make your life unbearable
Make you live all scary and careful
When I'm left alone I get to thinking to myself
The mind is a terrible thing to waste so use it until none's left
Like everything is alright clearly
a thousand times before
Like the castle in its corner
In a medieval game
I foresee terrible trouble
And I stay here just the same
I'm a fool to do your
and hell
And life, long life, is His reward
To them that are good
As for the heathen, as for the heathen
In their hearts His name is terrible
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