Lyrics:
sir, but there's no need to fear the likes of her
She was only a half-crazed beggar woman London's full of them
There's a hole in the world
Like
plethora
Of homicide thoughts
Can I kill her? Why not?
Cause if wifey find this out she's gonna take everything I've got
I can't hold her, I can't
(let's play)
Man, the feds done got my M's up, I'm gon' on
She got hit by the whole gang, her pussy jumped on (woo)
Baby, tell me what you prayin' for
She got on tights with the leather skin
She a rockstar, bring the heavy metal in
Girl shaped like a coke bottle, Medellín
In love with her 'til she
Look out she's on the prowl
And I'm standing in her way
But that's fine by me cause
I'm dying to be her prey
She devil is coming out
She's adding
got in the car and just pulled off doing like sixty miles per hour, ran my mom over
She had a stroke and shit, but she alright, yeah
Always knew I
up in one of the
Pleasure hotels.
They brought him back out and said, "Set him up!",
Cous's payin' for.
His money got a little lighter, they lured
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
her
She'd always pass me by, never could catch her eye
Couldn't believe I had her by my side
Who'd ever thought she'd end up in my ride
Straight
to play games with 'em
I ain't got no time
Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the same sentence
I'm fuckin' her mind
I got, mind control over
More of a Man
Rodney Carrington
She likes to go hunting with her buddies
She once killed a dear with just a stick
She likes those smoky bars
Before she died, she cried to see me by her side
She always did her best, ah! cookin', cleanin'
Always in the same old dress
Workin' hard down on her knees
there's no one high
(Hey mary-christo)
You gotta go
You got a date now
Yeah I know
Should not be late now
Sensed by x-ray eyes her spirit spies
dancin
she got a body that nobody can deny
he poppin bottles and ignorin her thats why
before its over she gona be by my side
no longer feelin that guy
there's no one high
(Hey mary-christo)
You gotta go
You got a date now
Yeah I know
Should not be late now
Sensed by x-ray eyes her spirit spies
you fill me?
Can you fill me in?
So whenever the coast was clear and she'd ask me to come out
I'd tell her, "Hey girl, come on right around"
So
ain't slick, I can tell the disguise
Upgraded my wrist, put baguettes in that Sky
She sing, I might sign her and change her whole life
I told her
stage that night
I found her waiting patiently, good girl
She knows that rock'n'roll music sure got a hold
Rock'n'roll music sure got a hold
She knows
to fake it
If I call rep and meet she gon' take it
All up in her crib, I don't care bout who she dating
And I'm on a ton of weed like I'm Jamaican
White
a pick-up truck
In a place across the sea"
I said, "Sure, why not, I've got no family
You seem like a nice guy"
So we went off to America
The home
about her past
Her ass be looking good inside the leggings
But I notice that she missing all her edges
I run the game just by running with the felons
know I fuck whores outta habit
Who framed Cube, motherfuck Roger Rabbit!
'Cause I couldn't have and got stabbed in the back
By a black ass dirty
P’s
I got the bit wit her buddy, then slutted her
I call that lil bit a lil thotty
Fucked the lil bit wit her buddy
Her buddy done wanted to come suck
that we'd be kicking back by now
I know that life is a bitch, I know that life is a bitch
I thought we'd put her in a cab by now
But I'm stressing, I
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