Lyrics:
Ey, ey, ey, 2 pistols, ey, blood money, money
By all means instead of 2 beat, call me
Young triple beam, got fish scale, got oil base
Lawyer paid
absurd)
You think you're Barbie
But you're nobody
You ain't it, honey
So just get off me!
Superficial and it's all that we see
The obsessive vanity
You
didn't know the cold hard facts of life
I passed a little wine store on the corner I pictured pink champagne by candle light
I stopped the car right
the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
pink lemoade or sherballato
Pink lemonade or sherballato tell me
What you want hoe yh i got 35s
Tenscotti by tenco or i got gotti
By backpack boys in
Lychee, you’re my angel dressed in pink
I always wonder what you think
inside that tiny mind of yours
bet you could teach me something about love
a dream in high heeled shoes and pinks
and blues
So blue
Standing on the corner watching all the girls go by
I think they were girls
life
Look up Pink Skies, Pink Skies
Different types of grind no-one gave an outline
Think I need to drop think that it's about time
I've let a lot
tacky)
If I'm bitten by a zombie, I'm probably not telling you
(Because I'm tacky)
If you don't think that's bad, guess what, then you're tacky, too
And they all think they're reety-alright
And they're ready to boogie cause
The sign outside says it's wet T-Shirt Nite
'N they all crave some pink delight
pink and low, I think we're good to go
We're wasting time and I can't wait no more
[Chorus x3]
diamonds, they pink or they blue
All of my diamonds, they yellow or white
I put that lean in the Fanta, no Sprite
Rollie got ice and the bando right
We
sweet pussy, let it breathe
Two fingers is all in your hole, think I can fit three
Your pink lips, spreaded and shit, let me throw my dick in
Grab my
Shit
It's Wiz Khalifa man
This shit hot, right?
Now don't blink cause the flow is closer, don't think
True diplomat, no Jim Jones and no Pink
turn pink
My cheeks turn pink
Parted by a blue light
Swim in our rooms at midnight
Let our music speak while we drown in deep
With you, I'm gone
In our
the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
Which way should I tend too
Excited by the party
Got your drunk on Bacardi
Forgetting im not that type of barbie
c Nicki Barbie
In the night club
take me
Take me by surprise
Giddying so freely
Is this all just an illusion?
In my pink haze think phase
I log into the link maze
Drinking thoughts from
the tribe of shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
Married men act totally different
When they by themselves, don't they?
You see them with their wife
"What's up Tony?"
"Hey man, how's everything
Pussy famous
I like the way she shave it
Bad little cat
Try my best to tame it
Wet kitty
Pink bald and pretty
Eat it up
Baddest bitch up in the city
bedtime
Joyous sleep with eyes
Looking forward to delight
Dream of the heat with you by my side
It's the morning i think
The morning i think oh
flavors, lift ya pink and clink
Something to sip savor, made ya blink and think
Stay puffin the piff, paper-making-hits ain't cheap!
Yep, and I flew Jamaican
Intro: fire
Long live our fire. X2
You know my wants
N my feelings
N i wantz
Got me N my feelings.
Lemme tell ya what i
Want a
Black barbie Who
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