Lyrics:
There's no one to be with though she ain't sitting there
I've got a black car baby I've got a broken tooth
I've got a black car baby I've got
owe me
Be glad I'm not old me
Fuck what they say
And shine bright through the phonies
Come alone
She say that she love me
I just wanna run away from
bond-IA to Cali-forn-IA
But I represent the Q and you knew
Whole hearted
That I'd be trooping through with
Crew so don't get started
Or get smarted, by
you be my wifey?
(Yes I'll be your wifey)
Oh say you'll be my wifey girl
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Will you be my wifey?
(yes!)
Manifesting better days
Mansion plot with hell of a J's
Put my people at security
That nine right by their waist (yes!)
I was stuck up in my ways
The vision
Of concept
Was created by an entity
It was run
By a creator
His success was prone to jealousy
And in time
Down fall came
From conflict
Able to create the like of them
Yes, indeed
He is the all-knowing supreme creator
Surely his command
When he intends a thing
Is only that he says
Be
telling me that I've been killing it
Even when it's dark there be light and you be bringing it
Are you down to ride
Are you by my side
I don't feel like
good to go)
I feel better and better by the day
I'm so glad I'm free, yeah
You know, I'd rather work five days a week
Than to have shackles on my
out
Don't let Mark Zuckerberg get you knocked out
And don't try me over IG
Don't try to be subliminal and get it by me
I'm a criminal, I'll leave
to be
We never planned it, somehow we found it
Never known a love like this
It's taken such a hold of me
I just got lucky, so glad I found you
Never
you be my wifey?
(Yes I'll be your wifey)
Oh say you'll be my wifey girl
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Will you be my wifey?
with me
Pop the champagne
Let's take a sippy-sippy
Describe you I try to
You're my wifey
Will you be my wifey?
(Yes I'll be your wifey)
Oh
Bells will be ringing
The glad, glad news
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone
I have no friends
To wish me greetings once again
(cries) I'm such a sad lad,
Because at rap, I am bad
If Milky Daddy showed up, I’d be glad,
But if he doesn’t, I'll finger my dad
(That's the most
of the days when I did for him
Yes someday I will get even for these bruises and carbuncles
But for now I'm just so glad to be that little monkey's uncle
He's
for Liberty's sake (whaa)
Yes, Mr block is lucky he found a job
By gee! The Shark got seven dollars
For job and fare and fee
They shipped him
fleet, with missile seekers
Cause G.I. Joe's a John Doe, ass beat with some street sweepers
Hold the heaters, want a war? Bless the butcher
Glad
can see your breath hanging in the air
You see homeless people but you just don't care
It's a sea of smiles in which we'd be glad to drown
( kenny
couldn't learn away from home
And by the time she wore the cover off her bible
Her hair was gray and her little man was gone
There ought to be a hall
the lullaby baby it will put me to bed
Thanks for them Z's I be stealing
I never said yes or no but anything is better than not feeling ahead
From losing
Fresh breeze in the evening
Yes please Mediterranean dreamin'
Sunset’s right around the corner
Take my hand girl crossing all borders
I like your
Bells will be ringing the glad, glad news
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone (my baby's gone) I have no friends
To wish me
uninvited by your lovely bride-to-be
She floats down the aisle like a pageant queen
But I know you wish it was me
You wish it was me
Don't you?
Don't say yes
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