Lyrics:
show me love
????????All my bitches we some thugs
????????Pretty bitch get on yo ass don’t let that smile get you fucked up
????????Nigga i only few
my all black eye
Then this bitch getting hit
Thinking 666, but they don't want this
Snakes hiss in abyss
But I'm lost in the dark
So fuck it like, man,
hating on me? Fuck that bitch
Bitch can't hear ya, yeah nigga I made it
All by myself nigga, motherfucking payment
Remember when niggas used to
Look at me
me nasty
Lower the smoke when I see the D's creepin' past me
Duckin' the narcs, born bustin' Dutches apart
Love pussy with pretty lips, when you
Grammy party
Next to Jamie Foxx
I'm not, marriage material, more like Heff
I got knowledge of self, I'm sorta Mos Def
Except, I'm a slut for a pretty
Maternal abuse and cower
Executed upon his cheek
Broken wooden spoons welting
Thrashed onto his legs, face and back
Violating, pretty hands stifle
RIP Auntie Vicky, true champion
Down by the River Thames, old Hammond
Mum played Beres and she played Daddy
They scream no black role models on these
dreams
Got China comin' out of 'er jeans.
Get money by any means, wearin' anything that's skin tight
Pretties up the outside to cover-up what's inside.
About you girl
Oh, yeah
Alright!
I swear they know nothing
About you
I swear they know nothing
About you girl
Pretty light shin
With a summer
the ghetto, day by day
I'm bumping trying to make a profit, cause I gotta get my pay
You better, keep watching me and
Pretty soon, you'll see man
That I'm
I ain't with the back and forth, I ain't back and forth
Look at what you asking for, would you back up off me like
Pretty sure your man still
now overdone
Let's jump ahead,
I'm feeling numb
And we can fill up the void
With lies and pretty pearls
You choose to see it right or wrong
You're
and pretty girls with washboards ...
Lakota Sioux Medicine songs sung by Rocky Mountain white kids
Thirty different bands playing from the Grateful Dead Book
with the switchy (brrt, brrt, Doe Beezy)
And that's Skilla with the Richie Millie, silly
I just wanna fuck, but I might lick it if she pretty (mwah,
doing a hundred years hence
Dear Cecil arrived wearing armor
Some shells and a black feather boa
Poor Millicent wore a surrealist comb
Made of bits
destroyed and attacked
Mommy wants you to give
Her lubricant oil back
The dirt farm hands kick
Dust skinned soiled black
Radical packs of wolves wrapped in
[Sample:]
Love is as well gone
As sunny sunny days
[Hook x2: Game]
Yeah I'm addicted to slugs
I can tell by your pearl handle you know how to treat
black shoes with the ballads in the car
With a lump in the throat she won't understand
Twos on a cigarette and a talk blah blah
Bloody hell die oh bah
I was born, and I was made by the hands of marmalade
I've got legends in my blood; I've got Indians in my veins
And in the year of '44 Grandpaw went
away tonight
- the longer you leave it
- the more there's to leave
Like you, I once saw
Those pretty colours in black and white
- you've got to get
[Verse One]
Yo! Shorty was used to being jiggy
But then he fell off and did a bid
For spanking this kid up in the city
Sitting pretty, pimping an ac
off her
There's a bunch how bout "homade"
I was hungry the so the hoe made me lunch
Yeah pretty soon
There will be books on how to speak it
The kitchen smells of parafin
The stairways turning black and teddy's
Looking tired cause he's lying on his
Back crackling curtains dance in
Ribbons,
the sewer
As I maneouvre the 4.6 cross town
All black
(Wheels chrome)
Windows tinted
Shit look pretty in the night time
Baseball cap low, low profile move
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