Lyrics:
predicament
That was when I stood there and then I all sink on in
Man its quite amazing
I got santa and the elves and they locked up in my basement
Ay, I got you one, Junior i got us one, man
Keep all that shit, too, fuck it
(XO think he all that)
Her head was good, her pussy was good
I came in
BATTLEFIELD
© words and music by Nick Lowe and Paul Carrack
(verse 1)
I live on a battlefield
Surrounding by the ruins of the love we built
And them
cock
He took one trip and lost his mind,
Now he endded up doing serious time.
Got raped by Mr Big in the showers,
a man who wears pajamas that are
by the Dr.
A nigga that breaks 'em off properly
Real G, so don't doubt it
I'm the one who's doin' it while these other niggas talk about it
And if
it was someone else
But as I moved along I knew it was me
And that I was singing it to myself
It went: Please don't pass me by
Oh please, don't pass
up for debate)
Shot in the head
By a misprint, i'm told
A fear that I did not know I needed to hold
A local man was pronounced dead on Wednesday night
we kinda do is global though
Man I'm tryna feed us all
Why u traya ku gova though
Acting like you big we all know who is better though
Nick the killer
Ha ha ha
Ay
Ay
Ay
B
Ha ha ha
Yeah
Yo Brenton what up?
That’s that heat (that’s that heat)
That’s that heat (that’s that heat)
Oh man
That’s
to freeze the clock, take the hands of time and cuff 'em
Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man
Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man
There's a storm comin' that
Dave Guard/Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds
Children, go where I send thee. How shall I send thee? Well, I'm gonna send you one by one, one for the little
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
I feel like Nick cannon I play wit them drums
Watch who you play wit lil bitch im the one
These niggas they copy the shit I that I done
I come from
and scratched by Rock)]
"Sendin this one out.. to my man" -> [Prodigy]
"Meth-Tical" -> [Meth] "Pete Rock"
"Half man, half amazin" -> [Nas]
"Make it hot nigga!"
I'm probably young
But someone please explain to me how
Nick was the cute one
But in 2017, that sounds quite bizarre
You look like David Beckham if
He
to please keep counting me out
Yeah
Not the man that I was when I was skipping steps
Living so below my means I've been collecting checks
Read and react like
ambulance
Birds flying, Peter Pan
Who the man? I'm the man
Stunna man, hundred bands
In every pocket fam
Shrimps and crabs, designer pants
Lobster crabs with
by now she should've noticed
That ya boy gone spit vocals or gone sell yola
She had nice goals future thought-out with a plan
But let me tell you how
approach (yeah)
(Woah, hol' up)
Double the dose
I do this shit for my bros
I do this shit for the days I workin' at Lowe's
That shit was pushin' me
him the other day
Man, we should sell that porn
Yeah, Cardi B, I'm back, bitches
I don't wanna hear I'm actin' different
Same lips that be talkin'
day
Man, we should sell that porn
Yeah, Cardi B, I'm back, bitches
I don't wanna hear I'm actin' different
Same lips that be talkin' 'bout me
Is
pop that pussy, fuck who lookin', throw that nick, ooh
I'm beatin' down shit from the back, now eat you like my food
Now look, I know you heard of me,
on the money, they was focused on the bitch
Now I know these bitches pissed when they see that I'm the shit
How I was stackin' all them dollars, man, that shit
question who the coldest out
If you didn't notice
I guarantee that you notice now
That nigga holding
We gone take him down
Set up a meeting
Then jump out
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