Lyrics:
- gotta better title you're the
Ring master - can't tame them birds they a bunch of wing flappers
Shorty gotta powder her face up - no disrespect
on my face and put my hands upon a cup
And said, um, "Mirror mirror, on, the wall
Who is the top Dogg of them all?"
There was a rubble-dubble, five
about 2 million get me straight acquitted
D.a. on the payroll, two steps ahead
Keeps a smile on my face, you in a ? powder? of red
Best bring my cash
fallin' star
Now you won't cross that river anymore."
And the Powder River Queen is the last face I have seen
As the sound of the gallows ring outside
you're leaving
Don't look in the mirror
With a dollar up your face
You've got money to burn
You're cheap at half the price
Oh don't powder your nose
call her
Bad bitch
Aint nothing good about her
Coke softer than some
Baby powder
Blue faces I can't live without them
Money talk so let's talk about
face and let some gun powder burn
Now take a lesson from a Sac-Town criminal
I'm standing all alone in the street
And talkin shit to your circle
the powder to your nose
Why don't you cut your head off
Spite your face let's do the show
[Chorus]
Tearing at the membrane
Of the first new thing in
Uh
They call me F-L-A-C-K-O and don't play, no
'bout my papes baked potato on that Draco
New bandana on my face ain't no stains up on
My drapes,
trappin' like cheaters got various spots
From weed to powder, powder to rock
Been havin' mask and gloves in my car (car)
I take a shroom and stare
for no silver ware
Long lines shorty got powder on her face
And said she on go time
Light on her feet and I aint talking LA gear
Off the balcony running
fog it up,
Powder we go fog it up,
Powder we go fog it up,
Powder we go fog it up,
Is dust in yuh face,
Brace , destruction when we drinking rum,
They
paradise
If you need a bitch, I can teach you how to lie
Powder on her face, you ain't gotta waste time
Speed demon, but she ain't the one to wife
She worse
and the interior powder blue
Put her face in so much snow she probably bound to catch flu
I've been moving cold
I don't ever do what I've been told
Momma tried
Thundering foam that hits the keel
Like powder blazed by flints
The figure-head is riding high with
His face right to the wind
The hull that
baby
Oh-oh baby
Oh-oh baby
You don't want
What I'm gonna put ya through
Parties with shots and powder
But, you rather sleep eight hours
And I
My cream go dumb
Her pussy go dumb
Purple go dumb
Powder go dumb
My cream go dumb
Her pussy go dumb
Purple go dumb
Powder go dumb
My cream go dumb
powder in her face I ain't talkin' Maybelline
Now you shoutin' through the space Why you wanna make a scene
Make you think I wanna stay But I always gotta
up your face
We're going nightclubbing we're going night clubbing
Get off your high horse and powder your nose
We're going nightclubbing nightclubbing
the Navy's giving chase
The tactic of entangling is the gauntlet in their face
Powderkegs and ironballs, thunder cracks the rail
Splintered masts
lines on the freeway
I looked a coyote right in the face
On the road to Baljennie, near my old home town
He went running thru the whisker wheat
Out in Black Mountain a child will smack your face.
I'm saying out on Black Mountain a child will smack your face.
The babies cryin' for liquor,
that powder spring
Orange County, flip pounds from Spartanburg
And we from country nigga
We move slow from sippin syrup
First I sip and surf, then I sip
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man
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