Lyrics:
Throw down all your
Silver spoons - eat
All of the raw meat
With your hands.
Pick it up piece by piece
Pick it up piece by piece
Pick it up piece by
really shouldn't have to sign paper to dominate the
Game y'all praise on hand and knee, just waited till it came to me
I just kept it real with y'all,
using me
You know I really, really want to be your friend
But just a little faith is all we need
I don't want no dog eat dog world for you and me
tried by fire
(Purify me) purified
You take whatever You desire
(Oh, Lord) Lord, here's my life
So clean my hands
Purify my heart
I wanna burn for
dollars, you
Don’t have no green, no pesos
No piece of my land could ever be
Dedicated for your hands to till
And you couldn’t feel me if you was also ill
I
From the streets of miami,
To presenting at the Grammys
Con el muslito de Jennifer,
Maybe now you understand me
Clap your hands, go clap your
to take her by me
Get on the floor, make it bump more, shake it mami
Let's ride, I'm your Clyde, you can be my Bonnie
See you the type for me, mami so
to take her by me
Get on the floor, make it bump more, shake it mami
Let's ride, I'm your Clyde, you can be my Bonnie
See you the type for me, mami so
) ain't really shit
want to roll so hard, all of the time
You and that bitch playin Too $hort rhymes
If you aks me, what it's all about, I'll say
And the things that you say, that you know what you want, for sure
I can tell by the way that you walk, that you know what you're doin'
That turns me even more
want to fuck
I met you and I stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants
Every time you pass
Got me
a money machine
Your girl like Gumby, how she bends over, fuck me
It seems that I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by
That's
us
Save your best niggas
Me, I'm just invincible plus
I get tough digit's
Used to smoke water and dust, hands clutched
Nigga 2-0-19 Range look like
you know that I love you
And day by day my love grows
Here's' where I stand, I gotta be your man
I don't care if we're from two different worlds
But
Now if you want to party wit me
then get ya hands up like a robbery
Put ya hands up, ladies put ya hands up
get ya hands up, fellas get ya hands up
a question, I'm not tripping 'cause I came to party
And throw my hands to the ceiling
Lift your hands if you're with me, come on
Carry no pressure, thinking
the gambling spot
Cracking jokes and drinking liquor
You still gotta hand me your watch
I'm in the kitchen with the pans and the pots
Razor on the plate,
I'm a killer by the way a nigga bleed
Forever TRU I'm gone roll to your motherfuckin' city
If I come to a show I've got a hundred thugs with me
the city
(Ayy)
Not really pretty
(Gang gang)
Not really pretty
Mannn
What she want this time
She hit me right up on my line
I really hate wasting your
keep 'em on the run
Wise guys realize there's danger in emotional ties
See me, single and free
No fears, no tears, what I want to be
One, two, take
Cast me not away from your presence
I can't live without your Holy Spirit Lord don't take it from me
My life is better in your hands than mines
Your
throwing bricks, but they hands is missing
Just watch what you sayin', sissy (biatch, snitch)
Don't let your mouth open up
'Cause you don't want to see
you got that good good, I already know
Tell it by your size, I know you a dancer
Rein-derriere, I'ma call you Prancer
Booty paparazzi, pose for
'd be down to ride, wish I was by his side
Doin' our thing
Fulfill my fantasy, boy, I want you to put your hands on me
'cause you got what I need, look
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